A Forest of Light

When I am happy, I walk in a forest of light.
The leaves flutter in a gentle breeze.
The trails are ready for me to explore.
This vision comes to me when I need it.
It’s a way to know that I am home.

In my forest, its seedlings stretch tall.
In the spring, their roots grow strong.
Their leaves come but for a time.
I rake my yard during chilly fall afternoons.
I pile the leaves to turn them to mulch.

At home, what I find is love.
A cradling hand keeps me safe.
My hope comes from above.
I can stay here and never cry.
I am where I belong today.

William Wayne Smith


Original image: You hear the breeze whispering through the trees. By Kirk K [Image license]

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Bright

The bright moment of sunrise
flowed over the landscape
with a surge of strength and power.

The day began as the last had ended:
full of beauty; full of grace.
Instead of flooding the valley,
the rain nourished the soil.

I didn’t know how to take the light,
I have been gradually adjusting to its love.

Now my days are full of joy and friendship.

William Wayne Smith


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Original image: Breezy Sunrise. By Un-Alien-able [Image License]

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A Black Storm

After the black storm I lost my peace.
Days came and went and I could not rest.
I lost the will to take a single pace forward.
Days came and went, life was dark as night.

I was in a vast wasteland alone.
Every day I wanted to escape my life.
Every night I lost my hope once again.

One morning I saw a new light.
I started a new cycle.
I am starting over, full of joy.
My burdens are lighter now.
I no longer struggle alone.

Now the storm is over.
I have lost that paralyzing fear.
I will remember this if the storm returns.

William Wayne Smith


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Original image: Storm Coming by Cam Miller [Image license]

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To the Spirits

To the spirit of the night,
            Protect me from the evil dreams.
            Help me rest and awaken in time.
            Heal me from the wrongs I have done.
            Be with me until dawn.

To the spirit of the day,
            Guide my hand to help others.
            Show me God’s will for me this day.
            Begin my day with a breath of life.
            Show me where to turn in joy.

I am grateful for your love.
I do not always see you in my life.
When I wait in quiet patience I come closer.
Bless me with one more cycle.
Bless me with a gift each day.

William Wayne Smith


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Original image: Dark Blue Color Fairy. By Rjabinnik and Rounien [Image License]

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