zen – Ancient Skies

Each of Us a River

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As victory courses through our veins, yet hidden within

we can grasp a few lines,

discovering our light

and even a piece of hope

realizing

scars really can lose their power,

loosing control, or any influence at all

over who we are now.

Each of us river,

in our own right.

The Words I’ve Been Carrying

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I turn towards the light, spinning some words, singing a phrase

expecting the revelation, instead water falls on me

but I am cleansed mostly

fig leaves never hiding me

or the words I’ve been carrying for so long,

waiting to write. So I begin again….

We all have a story.

The Mystery of a Poem

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The mystery of a poem dwells within our hearts,

as we connect and flow,

turning over words

until

we are a river

from the sacred mountains.

His Heart Really Could Soar

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Having rejected the blood of kings, and thrones, and swords called devils, he had always embraced the wind.

So he stood there, on top of the mountain with his arms outstretched and a mist in his eyes, remembering

the light he’d been given. And that his heart really could soar, in spite of the violence….. of our world.

Only for a Moment

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In the warmth and softness of the April sky,

clouds gently move sometimes

covering the sun

as shadows descend

covering the cherry trees,

but only for a moment.

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Prayers from the Earth

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In the soft blue of a winter morning, the wind shifts

and snowflakes fall quietly, from tree branches.

Honoring the peace, I breathe in prayers

from the earth, a most ancient ritual

of healing the spirit.

The Stillness of Trees

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A closer walk within the wind, discovering the pre-dawn of winter

where prayers guide us through

the stillness of trees

gifting our spirits

with a sense of quiet,

a stronger muscle,

and lungs unafraid to breathe

through all our questions.

It is winter

and our boldness will see us through.

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