Encouragement today,
allow peace
to fill you,
to wash
your worries away.
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Tag: meditation
Our Spirit Wings
We will know the peace internal,
recognizing,
the colors of the wind
when we reach out,
with our spirit wings.
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Poems from Our Wordflow
May our poems emerge from our wordflow,
shaping themselves to encourage
from the stillness
of our peace within.
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River Peace
The river slowly flowing, around logs, over and around rocks,
as if silence was waiting,
a peace settled in over the water,
or was it filling those empty chambers
I had prayed about?
No matter, river peace
had descended in its special way,
once again.
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Ocean Meditations II
The rhythym of the waves speaking to who we truly are,
we are spirit
and in the quieting of our inner life
we remember
it was not always this way,
there truly was a connection.
And I realize now
the oceans cleanse us
from who
we were never meant to be,
restoring us,
so amazingly.
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Silver Threads
Silver threads of the lake at dawn,
with whispers of deliverance
to awaken,
to transform the grey
to a startling blue,
and the beginning
of birdsong.
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Horizon Meditation
The white blur of wings descending,
following the infinite line
of two blues converging,
as rocks on the shore count
the rhythm of waves.
He leans against a pine tree
and closes his eyes,
focusing
on a prayer.
Seagull wings.
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Morning Meditation
A stone feather, with purple light wrapped, in soft petals
as the drowsy joy of dawn,
puts to sleep
the mystery of the night.
He opens his front door,
breathing in
the morning air.
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River in the Woods
The calmness of the river in the woods
filled my soul,
as logs and stones
guided the flow, and the coolness
of leaves and tree limbs
enveloped me.
Peaceflow.
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When We Speak of Peace
When we speak of peace,
love becomes
not only possible
but tangible,
flowing through
our hearts and lives.
Encourage someone.
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