In the gentleness of a waterfall,
there are so many reasons
to believe that we are loved,
as the mist covers us,
anointing us with a baptism
growing our wings,
our spirits far above and beyond
any scars, still lingering.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies
When the deer return to the waterfall
it is a matter of trusting – that they will be
refreshed, that gentleness will win
the hearts of men, and that violence
will be defeated. That life will continue
along with the seasons,
that there will be the young
to grow and to learn,
under the protection of the sky.
Drinking in the promises
of another day, a new
how to trust.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”