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A reminder on almost-Father’s Day ❤

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When our hearts are torn and broken we often go digging

for gold, justifying our need for redemption

we climb the wrong mountain

seek the wrong window

to be opened.

Simply so,

we can be loved.

     

And yet

the sun sparkling

on the waves

tells us –

we are loved

already.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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The Elegant Loner

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The loner can be so elegant, and bold,

holding his or her distance as a strength

a trophy of aloofness, never

wavering until the wind becomes

dangerous, and their sea walls

begin the crumble.

They look good though, poised

strength only slightly shaken,

they must know deep down,

they were never really

truly alone.

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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A moment of realisation, by Diana St Ruth

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Buddhism now

Chinese Lion, Hanabusa Itchō (Japanese, 1652–1724), © The Metropolitan Museum of ArtPart of the Buddhist path may be to come to terms with our own immaturity, having to realise that maybe we’re not always right and we’re not always kind. Sometimes in fact we’re downright foolish and unkind. Maybe we don’t mean to be, but we are. In the past we have justified our actions, perhaps, but through awareness we can notice this justification process going on. And even though it might be rather disturbing we face this reality because we want to know the nature of existence and the nature of ourselves. That wish for truth overrides our petty motives and we’re willing to look.

A moment of realisation about the way we operate in the world can open doors in our mind for the light to come in and bring insight. It may cause us to cringe a bit when we reflect on how we’ve been in the past…

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You Are My River

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When we first met, infinity didn’t know

we were just hanging on, trying to comprehend

the temperament of madmen, their screaming

but something happened between us

and inside of us, that turned us to the sun

even from the first date, it was your eyes

it was our heartbeats telling us to live

and move on, that there is a sense of self,

a calling to fit into this world

and that love does change even the numbness.

Our love became the mountain we both needed

and the fountain of life, flowing freely

healing every negative.

Yes I have faith

and call to the heavens

but most people know now

you are my river.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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