Lifting Our Hearts

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Oceans will hold, and keep our prayers

as we walk along the shoreline

breathing in the peace

of rolling waves

within the rhythm 

more confident we are one,

or at least

more complete now,

and even in our weakest moments,

fully aware of who we are,

and that yes, we are able now

to trust the Divine

we walk taller……

knowing we are loved,

we lift our hearts

to the sky….

      

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Peace is Our Strength

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Waves roll with white tops cresting,

tossed by the wind

and as I stand on the shore

I realize the real battle

is within each of us

and peace is our strength,

so tangible.

    

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Acadia

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The fog hovered low that evening as he stood silently in the sand listening to the waves. The rhythm washing every scar of the day

until he needed to zip up his jacket a little higher. Rocks made smoothe though. He relit his pipe, and as he walked home he watched the sand

surround his boots and give way again and again. He pulled his hat down further due the chill, and he thought of the lamps he left on in his cottage,

and quilts hanging over chairs, and a steaming, hot cup of tea.

    

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