Dreaming

The best of dreams forms in my mind

The green, the blue, the grey

The castles long forgotten stand

The stones that go on forever

Sheep that roam, seemingly boundless

The laughter, the warmth, the people

The place I breathe and dream the best

Ireland

c2021 Lisa Lyons

I dreamed last night about Ireland….so hence the poem. I am excited for the day when we can finally travel there again. But for now, I am going to pet my dog, call my husband, look out at our mountain, and listen for any winter birds that may be hanging around for a Virginia winter. Have a wonderful day, wherever you are in the world. Love, Lisa

Instead

This world likes to scare us. But God has not given us a spirit of fear, but He has given us power, love, and a sound mind. I thought I would find some of my very favorite journey photos my husband and I have taken over the years to try and replace the fear with the good God things this morning. Have fun thinking of your good God things this morning also. Love, Lisa

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The Lord Jesus Christ. This Celtic cross is located in Monasterboice, Ireland.
My wonderful husband and family. Blarney Castle, Ireland.

Cliffs by the sea. This was taken in County Antrim, Ireland, near the Carrick-a-Rede Bridge.
Mountains in the mist. Ben Bulben mountains, Co. Sligo, Ireland, on the Gleniff Horseshoe.
God’s creatures, sheep, pets, wooly caterpillars. These wooly sheep were on Valentia Island, Co. Kerry.

Cleansing Wind

Biking wildly down the road, wind on your face, worries behind

Standing at the turbulent shore, waves crashing, wind howling

Skate edges find ice, flying easily, cold fresh wind on your face

Holding on to balance atop a tall mountain, wind buffeting, mind cleared

The cleansing wind

c 2020 Lisa Lyons

Musings on a Bird

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To sing in the morning

To fly with my wings

To land where I wish

And see wonderful things

But to shiver in the damp

And to search for my food

To lose my home in the gusts

And my child in the wood

Better to think of the things that I’ve got

Than to yearn for the things that I’ve not

c2016 Lisa Lyons