When All is Still

Peace descends

from the heavens

as the sun slowly stirs,

and I let it seep in,

wrap myself with the world–


this creation,

all that lives,

ancestors unmet,

the simplest pleasure

in the message

of an owl’s silhouette;


when all is still,

the awe fills,

and I feel

stuffed with blessings,


my spirit


and with the birds,

pays homage,



and when I close my eyes,

I see it all–

beauty, purpose, gifts–

and my heart




Poem and image ©LauraDenise

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