Spirit Wings

Easter. First comes Good Friday, a day of darkness and pain.
Then comes Easter: the time of new life, daffodils, baby chicks, rabbits,
when the sun is brighter, the grass greener. We rejoice
in all things new, the promise of change, transformation ..

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SPIRIT WINGS                                          

those who feel
the song
of the mountains

touch the growth
of arbutus

those who walk
ocean-side
under sunrise                                                           

hear the psalm
of the earth

and are lifted
on wings of light

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A Summer Father … Here is poetry … interweaving images culled from a wartime childhood with bittersweet memories of a “summer father”. Lynda Monahan

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