In the wind shaking leaves, in the bending
of light
the rebirth
of our colors, filling us
refreshing our spirits.
A new
yet familiar presence.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
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Autumn Song
When summer does let go, and autumn embraces
us more fully, I will be ready
with a song in my heart
and a camera, being filled
with the coolness of the air
and the fire, of all her colors.
Poetry and Images © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
The Transformation
And the leaves changing colors, has always been a transformation
for us to seek the light, to be inspired, rising far above
the hate of our world, to give us wings, for us
to fly, and give the gifts of art and writing
to each other.
May it always be so. Amen.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies
Held Quietly by the Mountains
The smell of cold air and leaves painted, is stronger up high
held quietly by the mountains, as if the master’s work
of autumn begins first, closer to heaven.
As the paintbrush moves further down
to the leaves in the valley, the blessing
of color spreads, one leaf at a time.
And we begin to put our hats on,
and to taste our pumpkin pies.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies
Beyond the Grey
It is said that only ghosts live in the grey
and some of our shadows, that light is diffused
while we get confused, with the absence of color.
But it’s only in the grey that we can work
our muscles, learning to press forward
not fully accepting that we are oppressed.
It is the grey that teaches us to fight
to insist our world have some color.
And in the end our dreams
become real, and live.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
The Sky People II
It was the grey that hated all the colors, and was jealous
of the love they shared. The eagles had built a strong home
a large nest in the tallest tree, but the grey felt left out
and gathered clouds for an attack. For days the storm was building
wind and rain about to burst, until finally one night the grey
surged with hate, and filled itself with black, shouting
and commanding the storm, to unleash the venom.
The eagles were strong and stretched out their wings to protect the eggs,
no matter how much wind, no matter how much rain, they withstood
the attack. But the branches of the tree were not that strong
they began to crack and break, the eagle with purple surging screamed
as the huge nest tumbled to the ground, and all of the eggs began rolling,
tumbling, falling, bouncing down the mountain, until they reached
the bottom of a ravine breaking.
But the Creator had decided on a miracle that night,
and instead of wings unfolding, or talons protruding through
there were arms with fingers, and feet with toes,
although these first people did have a lot of feathers,
they were indeed the first people.
The wonderful conclusion tomorrow!
Writing and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
Colors
The greatest issue we are facing in the world today (and there so, so many) is the rejection of colors, rejecting the beautiful people that the Creator has made. Racial and ethnic prejudice paralyzes us, and causes wars, death, and destruction. There are many factors involved and many possible solutions.
One solution is to make sure our children are educated, at home and at school, in the value of racial and ethnic diversity. Cultures and different colors of people are cool! We need to teach that. If your school is not teaching it, then it should.
We have so much to learn from one another. Let’s teach this to our children.
Peace!
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“If you love nature, you will love people.”
