The Softness Will Whisper

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Within the safe haven of leaves and tree branches,

within the depth of the lake,

the stillness

of water reflecting,

the softness will whisper 

of peace, of a healing within

bringing a quiet

to our spirits.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

The Light Was Already Dancing

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As I walked into the woods today the light was already dancing,

filtered through the leaves,

pulling me,

pulling my spirit closer,

into the healing.

I stood for a long time

at rest, confident,

grateful even

that I was part of the earth now,

part

of the light dancing.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

Note: From my archives.

Listening for the Healing

20160514_120002As the wind moves through the canopy of forest,

memories of prayers sway

with the branches, listening

for the healing, I close my eyes

and realize

there will be no war

to shield my scars,

only a light rain now falling,

renewing a song……

within me.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, 2019, ancient skies

Note: From my archives a revised poem.

I Remember the Forest Speaking

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I remember the forest speaking, being lifted up with birdsong, woodpecker knocking

under the watchful eye of the hawk, and I will try not to dwell on the death of the colors

as I bury the leaves under my feet, instead I will look forward to the birth

and the snow that covers us, with so much peace.

        

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies