As seagulls peer into the waves, expecting the night to fall,
an older couple refuse to give up their walk
in spite of the chill, the sun setting
her hand in his, still holding
having been through enough hell
to never let go of love
or each other.
Their twilight was always
the most beautiful.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, and revised 2018, ancient skies, Originally Posted August 2016
Autumn sun shining in a gentle way
let’s me know that there is a season
the in between of heat and cold, a place of quiet
our souls stretching, taking a moment seeing,
comprehending the waves
relaxing our minds,
understanding the rhythm, and the moon descending,
a time to gather in, and to rest, never ceasing
to be hopeful, comforting
yet very much in between.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“If you love nature, you will love people.”