renewal – Ancient Skies

As the Wind Fills My Wings

When I write of peace and poetry,

my heart is quickened

as the wind fills my wings,

strengthening my wordflow.

I sure do enjoy writing like this, as you probably know! It is my art, but more than that, it is very much who I am…..as I share pieces of my light. My intention is to encourage both you and I.

Please understand though that when I write of overcoming pain and suffering, it doesn’t mean that I am going through anything at the time. Yes, I write from experience, but I do not write as a therapy.

I simply create, often praying about what I should write. And when I do or sometimes even before I even get to that point, the words just flow through me, in varying degrees. That’s how my poems are created, and how I came up with the term “wordflow”. Maybe you write poetry like that too.

As a side note, I haven’t started on the renovations of my site yet, but I will soon! I want it to reflect more of who I am now.

Thank you so much for reading!

Peace.

The Much Greater Love

Our frames will carry the much greater love,

when our spirits are filled

with the quiet solace of peace,

and our bodies and minds

are rested.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Where Maple Leaves Touch the Sky

In these mountains, where maple leaves touch the sky

with shadows of hawk wings

stirring my memories

of sunlight

playing in the trees,

peace

usually surrounds me,

lifting me,

to the sky.

Peace Stands Tall

Peace stands tall in the autumn forest,

while the wind shakes prayers loose

from the leaves,

and sunlight

warms my face again.

Still Waters

When we acknowledge our need for rest,

a quieter version of ourselves

we honor our bodies,

and spirits,

and embrace restoration.

When the Leaves Begin Their Fire

When the leaves begin their fire, love becomes more tangible,

more real to us,

and in the drawing close for warmth

we are encouraged in each other,

with our hearts

able to move forward,

once again.

Breathing Life Back into Us

Our peaceflow will restore our sense of who we are,

breathing life back into us,

bringing back visions

of who we want to be,

rebirthing in our spirits,

what we once called…..hope,

strengthening us

within.

Note: I’m observing a day of rest starting late this afternoon, for about a day or so. Peace.

Holding On to Our Sacred Space

As the water falls and we hold on to our sacred space,

where quiet speaks

to that special place,

within our heart of hearts

our desire,

for rest

and renewal.

Wholeness. Amen.

Seeking the Mountains

Loving peace, we often seek the mountains,

the perfect blend

of earth and blue sky,

not hearing the angels,

yet we become grounded

and hopeful,

finding the strength

to believe again.

A Day of Rest

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I like many people, around the world, am beginning a day of rest. Some call it the Sabbath or Shabbat.

No, I wasn’t born Jewish but I really enjoy the concept. It’s liberating really….to have one day a week,

to put everything aside…..and just rest. Renewed, restored and very much alive.

I’ll see you in a day or so.

Peace.

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