In the Waves

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The reason oceans release our spirits so easily, is that we can see ourselves

in the waves. So unlimited and yet contained within the boundaries

of our shorelines, our daily temples we live in, each day.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

The Pathway

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Words of poetry healing, yet knowing the darkness,

the resisting, being absorbed by our deepest parts

to show us the walk, the pathway

and that all of our words

are leading us,

on our own unique

journey.

      

It is there, just walk.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

The Winter Sun

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The winter sun follows me now, as I make my way through the woods

waking up the bare limbs, moving slightly with the wind speaking,

whispering true, that shadows never bind us,

and that the cold air

is a strong arm – against the night.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies