Ghosts of the First People

Mountains and Rivers 269

The ghosts whisper softly,

in the deep fog,

hoping for an end,

to the war against nature,

the war against color,

“all men are created…”,

they whisper to each other,

listening for signs,

of life.

Will the Creator be honored?

will there be a dawn of wholeness,

and peace?

hopeful,

they long to wake up,

their brothers and sisters,

and to see the restoration,

of all things.

But before the dawn, a storm,

cleansing,

from the poison,

of bad hearts.

And the ghosts still whisper,

in the deep fog.

 

 

 

Peace to everyone.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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

One Flag One Country

Maine and More 393

The Conferderacy was defeated,

again yesterday,

some will always have the sin,

of pride,

the poison of hate, below,

the surface.

But healing has started,

let it pour, and rain down,

from heaven.

One flag, instead of two,

one country,

one people,

different, yet equal.

Thanks God,

we needed this.

Note: This in reference to the Confederate flag being taken down, in South Carolina. Thank God. Now the fight goes to Florida.

Peace to everyone.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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

The Waterfall

Mountains and Rivers 394

Where is my waterfall?

my soul made of sand,

searches,

with cactus bleeding.

Is there no relief?

no refreshing for me?

are You hiding,

behind the veil?

Your light is barely seen,

in the early morning, summer fog.

Do You hear me when I call out?

Then He said,

My son,

You have always had a waterfall,

you just didn’t believe it,

stretch out your hands,

and be refreshed.

Be at peace now.

Peace to everyone.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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

In the Wilderness

Maine and More 142

In the wilderness, there is a haven,

for those who need,

to feel safe,

there is healing,

for those who are broken.

We just need to be brave enough,

to ask,

and to trust.

Seek peace, and you will find it,

there is never a no,

in the wilderness.

 

Peace to everyone.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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

The Sacred Canyon

Mountains and Rivers 155

The Cheyenne drifted into the sacred canyon,

their spotted horses’ eyes,

filled with tears,

the sky was heavy.

They found a broken lance,

laying on the ground,

next to – a burned out lodge,

smoke rising.

The wolves scattered,

going away hungry,

panting, and breathless.

The mourning song came,

and an all-night prayer meeting,

so they could have the strength,

to forgive, instead of turning,

into vultures.

No one wanted,

another war.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Blessings to everyone and peace!

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

The Sea of Poverty

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There are no lifeboats in this sea,

no search lights longing,

to bring them home,

no saviors sending,

their bread from heaven.

Only desperate hearts,

and fear always,

the fear of how,

to feed the children.

I don’t have a lot,

I’ll do what I can,

the checkbook?

lifting some of the load,

casting off, a piece of worry,

restoring maybe a smile,

small bits really.

Salvation,

in a few bowls of rice.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Blessings to everyone, and peace!

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

Free from the Hate

Maine and More 496

I grew up near the corn,

a state,

where they slap you on the back,

celebrating their “whiteness”,

imagining,

their superiority.

It is only by His mercy,

that I could see through,

their confederate banner waving,

monsters lived in their hearts,

while the Klan lived with the fire,

of hatred burning,

waiting for their turn,

 searching for a voice,

It is only by His mercy,

that I saw the truth of a mountain,

the peace of the woods,

His love, in creation,

and people,

cultures from around the world,

began speaking,

a young heart wandering in the desert,

to this day, I love India.

It is only by His mercy,

that I’m in my right mind,

loving,

instead of hating,

It’s only by His mercy.

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Blessings to everyone, and peace!

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