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Hope seldom comes down vertically, as if falling down from above, usually hope moves along horizontally from one person,
to another, to another, to another…… as in waves moving through our oceans.
Have you encouraged someone today?
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In the space between light and darkness,
as the dawn begins breaking,
there are times we don’t feel the privilege of a new day,
and we still smell the smoke,
or taste the cinder ash
of our dying hearts,
may we always remember
may we hold onto that light
that promises a new day,
always.
Note: This is about overcoming sadness.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
As I stand on top of the mountain,
where the pine trees face the wind,
two hawks soar
banking in my direction,
carrying strength in their wings
so that I can stand tall in the wind now,
encouragement fills me,
so I say, “Thank you my brothers.”
while sunlight dances
on the river.
Poetry and All Images © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies
Note: From my archives.
Even in our brokenness, we still hold on to our hope lingering
as if hope carried sails filled with wind,
we move forward now
beginning again,
while light sparkles
on our seas.
Note: From my archives.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies
Within the heart of our poetry
there is a light worth keeping,
a piece of the sun
to strengthen
and encourage.
Note: From my archives.
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We rebuild each other, don’t we My Love?
Even in the worst of times
we always rediscover
each other’s flow,
as two eagles soaring
above what used to be,
but is now
renewed.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
In the shades of green, in the explosion of color
we can be stunned by the beauty, filled
with the expectation
of a new beginning,
reflecting
on all
that has been made.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
