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Bookended by prayer

Tiny birds sing me awake As the day begins Peace eagles swirl on the thermals As the night begins Nothing ends Only shifting winds

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Conclave

the conclave gathered, no cardinals were in attendance – (no bishops either ) only birds of a feather on a lawn together….. attending to the business at hand. . the other name for the turkey vulture is a peace eagle. … Continue reading

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murmuration

beside the road, the turkey vultures are feasting i know not what is their dinner, but i feel like it might be me. some days are hard. you feel eaten up. and just then the sky fills with hope. it … Continue reading

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peace

by the sides of the road, everywhere i go, i am reminded of peace. those that clean up are not the ones to blame for making the mess! or for calling attention to it, we all play a part. and … Continue reading

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House keeping

beside my home, on a plot of no man’s land, there is a dead tree that has been tall and empty, save for the occasional woodpecker stopping by for supper. but today in the rain new tenants moved in! they … Continue reading

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sightings

Cathartes aura Running steps of love call me to look up, cleansed. Peace eagles soar spiraling upwards and down. And then I see You. Jumping mouse With your white head Dipping down to me – In case I forgot…….how could … Continue reading

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horaltic?

horaltic pose? not today, the sun is in. in my gentle nature, i wait to smell my dinner –  i am no chef or butcher yet you are filled with foreboding when you see me. My coat of arms is … Continue reading

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