Scars won’t keep our hope in the darkness,
instead our words will live
within our poetry,
encouraging us,
strengthening us
each and every day.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Tag: contemplation
As Our Eyes are Filled with Hope
Even in our deepest valleys, our canyons marked
with the bluest of grey
comes a light, a dawning really,
that our lives are more than battles,
and that the beauty
of our rivers will carry us,
into oceans of singing
as our eyes
are filled
with hope.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
Seas of Reflection
The sea will often capture us, lending us a new set of eyes
so that through our hearts we understand the vision
of who we could be, not merely drifting.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
Closer to Our Center
In the home fires we draw closer to our center, having been so worn,
and torn from our times with a quiet spirit, it often
feels right to regroup and be together
to find again who we really are,
our inner most being
and dwelling
with the ones
we love.
In the quiet.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
It Has Always Been about the Sun
Few of us will live long in the fog, although some like to visit
the mist. But as we yearn for life, we look up, search
within, and ponder the shape of the clouds,
it has always been about the sun,
as we ask, for a little more
hope, a little more
understanding.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, Ancient Skies
In the Silence
In the silence of pulling back, there are memories of contemplation,
straw hats, pages turning as we walk, the freedom of letting go.
Our stories yet to be written, begin to speak to us,
and our hearts are full again.
Shhh, walk softly.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
A Word for Wednesday
The word for today is “stillness”. Even in our busy lives we can take time to breathe in the stillness, listening to our hearts and lungs. When we take those few precious moments to contemplate, and refresh our spirits, we will be filled to overflowing. And the power of peace will flow through our lives.
Peace.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
A Late Walk
A Poem by Robert Frost
When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words.
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down.
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.
Poetry by Robert Frost
Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
Winter Trees
I went walking in the woods yesterday, (yes it was cold) and I was amazed at the lighting and lines of the trees. Here are a few samples. I think next time I will try black and white. There is a short poem at the end.
Pretending to be dead but very much alive,
their roots cannot be defeated, breathing
through the soil, waiting for the right time
to burst with life and color, and air
for us to breathe.
Writing, Poetry and Images © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”
The Sea
He always did love the open sea,
a place to remember,
to never forget,
looking deep into the water,
he could see his own soul,
without time, without boundaries,
far past the horizon,
up into the heavens,
wondering about Buddha,
endless.
Contemplation and healing,
in a dolphin’s fin,
the toss of a wave,
the answers of a seagull,
he could embrace the journey,
without being judged.
A place to remember,
to never forget,
wholeness.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“If you love nature, you will love people.”
Rivers Renewed 