Take my hand My Love, and walk with me,
where we can discover
being alive again,
among the green leaves
and vibrant colors.
Breathe My Love,
just breathe.
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Take my hand My Love, and walk with me,
where we can discover
being alive again,
among the green leaves
and vibrant colors.
Breathe My Love,
just breathe.
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Today an Iris instead of a virus, the beauty of nature bringing healing to our hearts and minds.
And the only thing better than an Iris, is more than one.
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Note: I find my work being alot more simple lately. Maybe sometimes poetry is too complicated.
In these times, every heart needs the calm
and beauty of spring,
the rebirth, building our peace
to shape a stronger,
and sustainable hope.
May you be restored each day. Stay healthy!
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Within the brutality of shadows and empty streets
spring speaks, becoming our balm,
encouraging us
lifting us,
and reminding us
of who we truly are,
that we are one of many
beautiful faces,
in the sun.
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The power of spring can take us beyond our shadows,
even destroy our fears,
when we surrender
to her beauty and embrace
all that she is.
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Today millions of Christians around the world will be celebrating Easter, the resurrection of Christ.
It is a season of new life. If you keep this day, may God bless you and fill you with faith and goodness.
And my Jewish friends are celebrating Passover. It is a time of remembering their freedom from slavery.
The term “Passover” comes from the night the angel of death “passed over” the people, sparing their lives. Did you know that?
I have a number of faiths represented here and I’m very glad you’re here!
By the way the cherry blossoms and tulips are in full bloom, and the earth is bursting with spring.
Peace to each one and great blessings.
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Within the twists and turns of hyacinth veins
the warmth of the sun is absorbed
into our hearts and minds
drawing us out of our shells,
encouraging us
to acknowledge life again,
and in the red fury of tulips
we are pushed beyond our loneliness
into the dreams of loves lost
and won,
even that special one.
All of this given
reminding us we are still
very much alive,
a part of each other
and the earth.
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Note: From our garden.
I’ve always been amazed by spring breaking
the barrenness of moonlight,
shadows falling
to the beauty
of the many shades of green,
and even the light and power
of one single flower,
and how despair is always defeated,
in the spring.
Isn’t that amazing?
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We do not have to travel far to discover
hope this spring,
to become alive again,
as the earth awakens
and each flower gently
opens their petals
with the encouragement
of the sun.
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When we finally do find our way, we will be amazed
at how far we have come,
how much we have learned,
and the strength we had
to overcome.
Allow your strength
to return.
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