When I lose myself in the maple trees, I find myself
looking up, beyond what I know
beyond what I can see,
and for a brief moment
I am spirit,
reaching
into the sky.
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Finding Myself
Tag: sky
The Awakening
It was as if the two of them were floating, traveling within their dreams. In the cloud covered sunlight, they felt themselves moving high above the Earth, and heading towards the Great Sea. The sea and the sky became one, clouds and water within a mist, washing them.
They were lost in this other world, but it was not unpleasant. Floating brought peace, and there was no time here, just the moving through the mist of blue. The smell of water.
But as they moved without a particular space and time, the sun suddenly pierced their consciousness, and began shining on their faces. As they returned to their bodies, the warmth brought back their spirits, and woke them, as if from a very deep sleep.
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Prayer Poems
On some days there are prayer poems dancing, maneuvering within my being,
and I can only hold them until the midday sun, giving them wings,
letting them go, watching them spin ascending
into that space between earth and sky
into the air unfettered
they fly.
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The Softness of the Air
The softness of the air washed over me,
giving
always giving never taking.
I wondered,
how beautiful clouds move across the sky
and how the patience of oak leaves
works within the human heart
calling forth
another gentle prayer.
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Somehow I Remember
Somehow I remember that light, flickering through the trees
with moments of phrases awakening,
and in breathing again, I let the wordflow go
through me,
inspired by the Earth,
and Sky.
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Healing from the Sky
The clouds spoke to me that day bringing me a peace,
and a sense of wonder,
an in filling of spirit
of what I used to know…..
as wholeness.
Healing from the sky.
Poem, and Image, Copyright © 2020 ancient skies
Cloud Dreaming
As clouds drift in the endless blue, I lay my head down,
in the softness of the tall grass, dreaming.
I see visions of a peaceful world
of gentle moments in villages
meandering, along the river
a peace of green,
lovers undisturbed
where sky and earth embrace,
their people.
Such a long time ago.
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The Brightness of the Morning
When he looked up, his heart was lifted,
covered in the blue sky.
And he realized it really was ok for his thoughts to be in the clouds, enjoying…
the brightness of the morning.
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A Sense of Wholeness
In our heart of hearts, far beyond any wounded love,
rooted still deep within us
we already know the song,
the shape of melodies flowing,
and the peace, the quiet
that carries us into
a sense
of wholeness.
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Lifted to the Sky
As I walk along the beach, sensing the rhythm of the waves,
the depth of the horizon,
and the brightness of the sun,
I allow peace
to free my being
until
I am lifted
to the sky…..
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