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The Breath of the Forest

Posted by At Sunnyside - Where Truth and Beauty Meet on

Ancient Skies

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I sometimes forget to walk within my healing,

boundaries not withstanding 

often preferring

the purity of winter,

the breath of the forest,

and hawk wings balancing

on my shoulders.

Scars?

What scars?

     

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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  1. theeclecticcontrarian's avatar The Eclectic Contrarian says:
    January 9, 2019 at 7:25 am

    Awesome! Inspiring really!

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  2. Rivers Renewed's avatar Ancient Skies says:
    January 9, 2019 at 10:18 am

    Thank you so much! Peace to you.

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    1. At Sunnyside - Where Truth and Beauty Meet's avatar AT SUNNYSIDE - WHERE TRUTH AND BEAUTY MEET says:
      January 9, 2019 at 1:39 pm

      My pleasure, Nico! Thank you for sharing your writing and photography. 🙏

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  3. Jules's avatar Jules says:
    January 11, 2019 at 5:51 am

    All sky is ancient – all our breathe and thoughts can get lost when flying with hawks.
    Lovely.

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    1. At Sunnyside - Where Truth and Beauty Meet's avatar AT SUNNYSIDE - WHERE TRUTH AND BEAUTY MEET says:
      January 11, 2019 at 5:59 pm

      I appreciate your input, Jules.😊

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