The Reluctant Warrior

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No one ever told him,

he would need the mountains,

the wholeness and healing,

of peace,

the Creator breathing.

No one ever told him,

there would be explosions,

tearing the sky,

battles raging, bloodied swords,

his Queen imploding.

He fights on,

only because he has to,

he would rather live in a tree,

sleep on some rocks,

while the sky is healed, by clean water.

He picks up his sword anyway,

the shield,

armed with words,

and a clean heart,

he fights.

No turning back,

no confession of cowards,

He will live, in the mountains,

because the mountains live,

in him.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Fruit

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When fruit grows in the fields,

it is a sign,

of healing,

of seasons cycling,

freedom,

in the natural,

it is a sign,

that we were created,

that we are loved,

and fed,

that long after, we are gone,

the earth will still renew,

growing life,

in spite of death,

there are always seeds,

to take back time,

new,

eternity growing,

in a watermelon.

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Her Wedding Day

Bride - Early 1900's

A Prose Poem

It was her wedding day, so yes, she could smile again. It was true that she was young and her husband was a little older, but he loved her deeply. He was kind and gentle, like the others of her tribe. Somehow, because of the terrible times of the past, they were all aware now of how important it was, to be loving. They longed for there to be peace, and love always.

It was a new day, the salmon were running again, and her husband was not only a good hunter, he had started working at the lumberyard. All the men said it had to do with the Great Chief in Washington, showing the first people respect. He loved the wilderness, and hunting so much, he placed great pieces of land aside, to protect it, and to keep it sacred. It was a good sign.

And here it was now, her time to be married. She looked forward to the future, and all that the Great Spirit had in mind. This picture was taken just after she had prayed for many strong children, and that she and her husband would love each other – always. She knew that it was good. It was very, very good.

 

 

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Image of a First Nations bride, taken in the early 1900’s, from Pinterest

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Found

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A lost soul can be found,

in the darkness, the dampness,

the nurturing womb,

of the deep woods,

in the high country.

Mother earth protecting the lonely,

giving her child,

streams to nourish,

strength, and comfort,

with soft words,

to the broken,

seeking refuge,

from harsh motors,

driven, by lunatics,

and politicians.

They say nothing is perfect,

but that’s only partially true,

the woods taught, long ago,

the first people,

right from wrong,

and if they ever got lost,

they knew how to be,

found.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Fading Eagles

Hail Stone

A Prose Poem

When a man has eagles in his heart, and fire in his pen, he knows what to write. He knows who he is. Strength and courage from a hawk, soaring, with a strong spirit. But when the eagles begin to fade, and the hawks no longer fly, he begins to wonder. Is his spirit strong enough without them? Does he need to have more time on the earth, and less in the clouds?

Even nature has its limits. As he prays, his pen begins to wander, looking for answers, looking for understanding. He walks a tightrope, leaning forward, pushing his way past doubt. And slowly he realizes, he does not have to have eagles, hawks, or even a lion in his heart (although he can if he wants to). It is all about the love. It has always been about the love. Love from above, and love for others.

It is always about the love, and that is what brings the strength, and the courage. His spirit soars now, and his pen has fire once again.

 

Peace.

 

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Image of Hail Stone, unknown nation, from Pinterest

Blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Invitation

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In the beginning the two,

wounded souls, became one,

looking for paradise,

finding each other, finding ourselves,

wrapped with each other’s arms,

every hurt dealt with,

every scar vanquished,

every negative energy,

conquered.

Love gave us permission to have,

soothing sleep,

I said yes, and you stopped hiding,

we both grew wings.

We turned,

and saw for the first time,

there was more,

than rocks and stone,

compassion came, and a gentle spirit,

was priceless.

With time, love gave an invitation,

opening, our minds,

to the One who made us.

Only He could make something,

so beautiful,

love opened the door,

to more.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

On the Lake

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When I saw the water,

I thought about our time on the lake,

up before dawn, slipping into the water,

our paddles waking up the blue,

mist,

as the sun was coming up –

warm air, comforting,

hearing a loon surprised us,

a bull moose rustling and feasting,

on the shore,

we were drifting, floating,

my mind wandering through time,

when the earth was new and fresh,

a few campfires with the first people,

“Can we go back and get some breakfast?”

your question,

shattered my dream.

You were right – I turned to smile,

you blew me a kiss,

we laughed,

and paddled, as fast as we could,

yelling, racing, and laughing,

breaking the silence of the eco-system.

I made a joke about moose,

and you lost it — howling!

We laughed so hard the canoe tipped over,

next to the shore, water sparkling,

soaking wet, we held each other,

staring,

into the light of oceans,

I love you.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Windows of the Cafe

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When God looks in on us,

through the windows of the café,

do you think He smiles?

Does He approve of us staring,

into each other’s eyes?

Is holding hands too much?

some would condemn us,

wag a finger, shake their head,

trying to clothe us, in condemnation,

remember that time some church people,

questioned us, for holding hands?

I don’t need to be 20,

I just want you to know,

how I feel.

I think He does approve,

as He looks at us,

through the windows,

of the café.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Scenes of Summer

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I love the smell of the living green,

leaves in the breeze,

the warmth of the early morning sun,

hiking with you,

on the trails, pretending,

we are the only people left,

and the earth is reborn.

Adam and Eve?

a new beginning, in the woods,

the sky watching us,

looking at the veins of a leaf,

you can see the Creator.

Hours of talking, and walking,

sensing the earth,

and where we belong,

then hiding, in the cabin,

when it gets too warm,

eating a bowl of oatmeal,

with a side of fruit salad.

I love summer.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Clouds

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When I see the clouds,

parting for the sun, moving,

for the light,

I know that I am real,

head for reasoning,

walking farther, with lungs,

hearing with my heart,

beyond the mountains.

I know of a man,

who never knew love,

until he found her,

opening his eyes to the gold,

and the Creator.

And when he writes,

he pushes the clouds,

to the side, not listening,

when people laugh,

or critique his theology.

He will love anyway,

he will write to the sky,

and to her,

to see her smile again.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”