The Healing of Our World — Ancient Skies (re-blogged)

As the wind moves ripples across the lake, I dream of days when peace lived, so I focus within my heart on the healing of our world, as the wind grows stronger I enjoy the wildness, of clouds shifting and birdsong lifting. Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

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