Catch the Sky

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It is not ubiquitous,
not demanding or dark,
not boisterous or boring,
but kind and content,
this quietude, this inner equanimity,
this rarity, this royal rock,
this silent, still,
radiance of peace;
it comes out of wind,
a dove in free-fall catching
the sky with its wings
and liting on the soul,
this heart-space,
this ever-present entity
of light and love;
it is the wind, it is the sky,
it is the bird, the heart,
the peaceful soul.

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2 responses »

  1. I LOVE this poem, especially the “dove in free-fall/ catching the sky with its wings/ and liting on the soul….” Ah beautiful writing. I also love th way it end with the repetition of “it” and the “wind” “heart” “bird” “heart” and “soul.” The metaphor of the “content” sky as inner peace and “heart space” (wonderful) works great. Beautiful, beautiful poem!! Bravo!! So good to read and savor your daily posts! Love and light your way!!!!

    • Cynthia, you are so kind and encouraging. I can’t thank you enough for your continued reading and exploring and commenting on theses humble posts. I thank God for this gift of writing and for the gift of readers and good friends!! You are loved!

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