thunder moon in summer skies
as our partially obscuring vision
gradually clears,
revealing people’s inner light
and the urgency of seeing.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
The path is made by walking.
Traveller, the path is your tracks
And nothing more.
Traveller, there is no path
The path is made by walking.
By walking you make a path
And turning, you look back
At a way you will never tread again
Traveller, there is no road
Only wakes in the sea.
🌊
Antonio Machado
grieving my losses
The sunsets shine glory
bringing hope to my nights
after my bouts with prairie madness
from this God forsaken place of lonely crucifixion
I wait in a shy place of peace
buds slowly blooming like new spring
in my hesitant still-beating heart
I have done with the earthquakes of anxiety and fear
the clay tentatively stilled beneath me in this ground breaking moment
of wonder and amazement
something tender is taking root inside me
this new thunder moon
brings loud silent space for
letting go
opening thoughts
new ideas
voices shared
building collaboration
untapped possibilities
unlimited potential
the desires of the holy trinity of myself –
heart
body
soul
I acknowledge deep calling to deep
within this waterspout of quiet spirit
there is dawning of truth
softly arriving on the wings of the summer breeze
clouds and answers silently forming without the need for words
recognition is first step into new beginnings
grateful hearts, wrung dry as deserts,
somehow know for sure:
the best of life is always yet to be,
true spiritual waters always grow corn
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Amy Lloyd (AL)