secretly held breath
miraculously exhaled
spaciousness arrives
Sigh
Here
stand in the woods
with the quiet and the white
you are a part of the beauty and the peace
Winter Zen
here in this place
breath rests
peace made manifest
Light And Water Falls
in the presence
of transience’s beauty
peace flows
Peace Visited
welcome is made
by acceptance and surrender
to beauty’s embrace
Wearing The Wool That Will Warm Us
sheep graze
beneath a rainbow of leaves
content in their well earned peace
Linger Like The Light
in the ever moving stream
there are pools of calm
to be found
Wishes Plant Hope
the wind
will send them into the world
these hopes for peace, equality, freedom
to take root in every nook and cranny of the land
In The Garden
sitting with
the flowers
my soul is at home
At The Pond
still waters
slow wandering clouds
I pause to let the peace seep into me
Green Peace
green needles and ripples
sharing sunlight
in harmony
Peace Found Us
our miracle came
as the widening blue sky
and shelter of the red barn
Sanctuary
little church stands between
the old route road and the big woods
with a faith of clapboard and a peace of stained glass
Under The Crabapple In June
this tiny corner
of the world
lush in peacefulness
Seek Refuge
the world rages
in the woods
peace reigns
We Will Follow The Star To Christmas
and on the way
we will gather
peace and hope
The Fence And The Field
nothing stands
in between
this place and peacefulness
On The Porch
in the peacefulness
it is possible
to dream as big as the sky
Peace Outside The Circle
without containment
the symbol’s power
expands
Winter’s Enigma
inside the flurry
resides
a particular tranquility
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The Horizon Held Our Sighs
we climbed
to see anew
our peaceful valley
In The Dooryard Of The Birdhouse
the world
bloomed around us
it was enough just to be
Solace Seen
this heron
on the marsh
emanating peace
All Things In Their Rightful Place
peacefulness articulated
by the birdhouse
beneath the flowering crab
Before You
the thing
to be loved is
what is
Made Known
foot of quiet
a tangible peace
in the stilled world
Signs
the pine wears sleet
like many steps of bird’s feet
leaving the sign of peace
All Is Right
let the day
find you
as you are
On the East Knoll
lambs gentled the landscape
making space for weariness to rest
Respite
navigating stillness
by the paddle drip’s song
peace within reach