The Trees Become Silent Now

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As the autumn quietly abandons the forest,

slipping through the brush

whispering,

the trees become silent now

occasionally entertaining

a ghost

or a few lost leaves.

    

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies

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Beyond Words

Beyond Words

In every season there are signs that we are loved,

the gentleness tucked inside

a spring rain,

the warmth of the summer sun

caressing our faces,

the brilliant colors of autumn

inspiring us,

and the quiet of a winter snowfall,

bringing us peace,

all speaking to us,

in a language

beyond words.

   

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, and 2018, ancient skies, originally posted July 2017

We Were the Spring

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My Love, when we first met we collided so beautifully, we were the spring,

pulling new life from our pain, the healing suddenly became alive for us,

and we could see for the first time. Very quickly

our hearts thundered into the steam 

of summer. Sealed now

we are forever filled

with the colors,

of each other.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies