In the Wilderness

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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.

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

The Sacred Canyon

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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.

 

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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.

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Blessings to everyone, and peace!

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

Free from the Hate

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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.”

Rumi – Finding Our Way Home

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If light is in your heart, you will find your way home.

J. Rumi

I love this quote by Rumi. Does everyone have a light in their heart? I think it is there only if we choose to have it. How else can we explain evil? Where does the light come from? I’m not a theologian, so I don’t know if it is within you when you are born, or if you have to allow the light to live in you. Maybe it’s both. But I do know, that when we have light in our hearts, we can become so energized for the positive, that it changes us. The things we do and say will all be affected by the light. Light can either reduce the darkness, or even eliminate the negative completely. It is up to us.

I think what Rumi is saying here, is that the light helps us to find our way home. The light will guide our lives, to where we should be. It will help in our thinking and actions. First and foremost the heart is aware of love when there is light, and that we should love our neighbors as ourselves. The light also guides us to a strong sense of peace. Where could there be a better place to live, than to live in a home (or place) of peace? Our hearts are where we live. Our hearts are where we belong.

 

Blessings to everyone and peace!

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

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The Promise

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The sky shifted,

and moved out of place,

breaking open – was this the end?

His glory beginning,

Was time ending?

as the sun parted the shadows,

bursting light, spread over the sky,

and I realized it was a taste,

to let us know He was there,

just a small amount,

of heaven shining through.

There is love and mercy,

in a sunrise,

the promise,

of a new day, of life,

being renewed.

 

 

 

Blessings to everyone and peace!

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

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace on the Farm

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What makes a herd of Jerseys so gentle,

grazing in a field of green?

soft spirits endless.

The cool morning air refreshing,

the bones of the farmer,

the lungs begin breathing again,

the heartbeat of the earth.

In the middle of the day,

there is a time of tearing gently,

the fields, to bring healing,

food of restoration,

stalks of corn bending in the wind,

whispering like ocean waves.

And in the evening, there is always,

the sunset of warmth,

 speaking a job well done,

gradually hiding over the mountains.

The farm reminds me of gentle times,

the way we used to be.

No wonder, men and women, love farming,

living in, and loving the earth,

the natural cycle of life,

gentleness born everyday,

No wonder.

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Blessings to everyone and peace!

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

Poetry and Photos © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Renewed in the Clouds

hawk wings

Have you ever flown with wings that take you,

far above the heavens, and beyond words?

in the quiet of the clouds, there is oneness.

I’ve never heard a cloud speak,

except in the anger of thunder,

and even then it is brief.

I need to soar into the mist, and see,

to see with different eyes, clear eyes,

what it’s really like,

the earth from the heavens,

the beauty of living in the sun,

while breathing in the air of peace,

soaring above words, above the strife,

seeing creation, and the people,

connected again.

Where there is no war, and the battle,

has been won.

Wholeness.

 

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Dogma

people praying

I’m not impressed with your dogma,

when you say things with a snarl,

looking down,

from your self-righteous mountain.

I’m not scared of the hijab,

and when I see a Buddhist praying,

I see the beauty, prayers rising.

Steeples and stained glass,

enchant, and offer peace.

Some of the most beautiful people,

I have ever met, don’t have a faith,

others light a candle, or breathe in,

the mystery of nature.

Don’t look down on me,

don’t judge me for loving,

and respecting each one.

Leave these beautiful people alone,

don’t be the judge of them,

pretending to be God,

otherwise you may see the hellfire,

you so enjoy talking about.

Light a candle instead.

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Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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The Stream

the stream

I needed a stream,

any stream was better,

than not feeling connected,

not hearing His voice,

the freedom started before I got there,

I was driving,

is there peace in the searching?

Worrying can be deadly,

taking our life,

taking our freedom.

When I found it,

the water was still,

the source,

log jam, and debris.

I could see my reflection,

but only dimly,

as I sought the peace,

I could see more clearly,

and the water began flowing,

falling freely over rocks,

flowing with life,

my breathing restored.

Connected,

once again.

 connected

Blessings to everyone and PEACE!

Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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