Searching for Answers

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We can search for answers,

in the tragedies, and never,

understand,

we can search in the waves,

and receive the calmness,

but not know why,

and the questions continue,

haunting us,

taking over, commanding our thoughts,

and we are crushed.

Until a ray of light,

peeks in, and reflects on a mirror,

a sunrise, a flower opening,

the grey defeated,

with a hummingbird, sipping nectar,

a butterfly,

or a smile reflecting,

from another soul.

And we realize the questions are still,

there but smaller, not controlling us,

chains falling,

telling us it’s ok,

to not to know why.

We can be free,

enjoying the journey,

soaking in the moment,

simply being a part,

of creation.

              

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

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Human Beings

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There will always be people fleeing,

running from guns,

and bombs,

praying for a doctor,

needing a job,

wanting to raise a family,

in peace.

They are searching, longing for,

the good soil,

wanting to grow,

wanting to see some beauty,

a spoonful of oatmeal,

for their children.

Planting themselves in a field,

instead of in a pile of rubble,

dreaming of more,

than a bunch of rocks,

being treated,

as human beings,

living, breathing, humans,

not aliens.

Dignity.

    

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.”

On This River

By the River

A Prose Poem

It was on this river that once flowed, her parent’s blood. She would never forget the image in her mind, of them running towards the river, screaming and praying, when the rifles rang out. Her parents went face down in the water, while she hid in the bushes. The white’s idea of war, included women and children. The did not fight like men. Even Grandfather died when his heart gave out.

The question was, now what, after 20 years? She didn’t like the white minister, he was always saying things that made people feel bad, but he did say one thing she liked. It was about forgiveness. As she watched the river flowing over the rocks, she was asking herself, could she? Could she no longer be angry and forgive?

She did learn that not all whites were evil, only some. Some were also for peace. She liked the people of the Quaker Tribe, they had love in their hearts. Some of the women even reminded her of her mother. She looked intently at the water. There was something here, something calling her, perhaps the Creator. But she could not, she just could not forgive. She prayed for strength, and decided she would try again tomorrow.

 

 

 

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

image from google

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Moonlight

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Why do our problems seem so small,

when we walk in the moonlight?

Is it the sun reflecting?

or the wings on our hearts?

Is it our two hands,

joined together?

Or the embrace,

as I lean over to kiss,

your cheek.

Yes, and there is so much more,

that strengthens us.

I love walking with you,

I wish every night,

were a moonlight night.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

Blooming

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In the heat of the day,

the sun nourishes,

giving life to color,

and joy to people.

I can see the fields,

reminding me there is hope,

life goes on,

darkness does not last,

and there is strength,

in the beauty.

There will be another day,

under the nourishing sun.

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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

The Flowers Will Still Bloom

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When I am gone,

the flowers will still bloom,

people will still question the sky,

asking why,

is there sun and rain?

will there be an end?

I know there will be peace,

I just know,

but in the meantime,

all we can do is be a rock,

a healer, for someone else,

and along the way,

enjoy the flowers,

when they bloom.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

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