Happy Trails

By T Henry at Gratefulness.org

Sun barely risen
So too am I
Another August mornin’
Punchin’ doggies
Feels like far
Since I left my mam and pap
Wrote em’ once
Think I was in Arkansas
Man said head west son
There’s good land for the takin’
Sweet water runs along the ridge
Good grazin’ as far as the eye can see
Best keep movin’ the herd
Gotta reach New Mexico by November
Some good ol’ boys helpin’ the ol’ man
Makes the saddle ride a bit smoother
When she’s done
Might just set a spell
Arizona in December
Seems about right
Nothin’ finer then sun settin’ on the trail
Me and the boys sittin’ round the fire
Tall tales about runin’ cattle
Taller still about the loves
Won & lost along the way
It’s a good life
Yes sir, a good ol’ life

T Henry
February 17, 2012

Tingles

Love has tingled me
down
to
my toes
and lightened me up
to ride a rainbow's expose.

Love has cooed
in my arms rocked with a lullaby,
and I felt my heart open
wider and fly.

Love has caressed me on the whirling wind,
settling into the space
between my earthly ribs
fueling each breath with grace.

Love has dashed me
upon the rocks as well,
giving me time and impermanence
to wear away the sorrowful swell.

Love has filled all the
apparent gaps
with a deep knowing of a forever-after
abiding happiness.

mj

Weaving A New Quilt of Humanity

 A fav of Mish over at Kindspring.org
 
The old threads are unraveling,
Get your needles ready.
We are stitching a new quilt
of humanity.
Bring your old t-shirts,
worn out jeans, scarves,
antique gowns, aprons,
old pockets of plenty
who have held Earth's treasures,
stones, feathers, leaves,
love notes on paper.
Each stitch
A mindful meditation.
Each piece of material
A story.
The more color the better,
so call in the tribes.
Threads of browns, whites,
reds, oranges
Women from all nations
start stitching.
Let's recycle the hate, the abuse,
the fear, the judgment.
Turn it over, wash it clean,
ring it out to dry.
It's a revolution
of recycled wears.
Threads of greens, blues, purples
Colorful threads
of peace, kindness,
respect, compassion
are being stitched
from one continent to the next
over forests, oceans, mountains.
The work is hard
Your fingers may bleed.
But each cloth stitched together
Brings together a community.
A world, our future world
Under one colorful quilt.
The new quilt of humanity." 🕊
~Julia Myers

Why Waiting?

Rare are those moments, still

Afternoon or early night, vanished thrill,

Before i dare again to raise my voice,

Broken first, then steadier, with poise,

In praise of my creators' love, one song

Tension vanishes, why waiting ever so long?

(This is my rabbit-poem...🐇, Blessings to you all!) by KindSpring member -- horse-girl

*editor's note: Using first word of each line in poem spells RABBIT 

Peace Pals International 2017

On November 21, 2017, at the Peace Pals International Awards Ceremony the winners of the 2017 Peace Pals International Art Contest were announced.
20 pieces of artwork were selected from each age category with the theme of Nature for All – Loving the Earth.

Visit wppspeacepals.org to view all submissions from the winners and finalists and to find out more about this years contest which has the theme 'Living Peace - What does Living Peace mean to you?'

Peace Pals International 2017

On November 21, 2017, at the Peace Pals International Awards Ceremony the winners of the 2017 Peace Pals International Art Contest were announced.
20 pieces of artwork were selected from each age category with the theme of Nature for All – Loving the Earth.

Visit wppspeacepals.org to view all submissions from the winners and finalists and to find out more about this years contest which has the theme 'Living Peace - What does Living Peace mean to you?

The Four-Leaved Clover

A Fav of Littlegirdie over at Kindspring.org