In line to get ribs

Tender, smokey BBQ

Father’s Day Dinner

Be Deborah E. Bedrick

Azure skies above
A gentle swell lifts our souls
Dolphins play nearby

By Deborah E. Dayen

Photo by me

His shoulder laid bare
Offers rest to my tired soul
Strength when mine is gone

By Deborah E. Dayen

Rooster crows, dog barks

Announcing first rays of dawn

Cracks in the dark

By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture from Flickr via Google Images

I heard your sweet voice

Murmur my name as you slept

Sweetest dreams ensued.

Darkness becomes dawn
From formlessness, day is born
Shadows are revealed

By Deborah E. Dayen

PIcture from Pinterest

He begged to be heard
But first he needed to heed
The sounds of silence

By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture by Correy Bratton on Flickr

When pain overtakes
And heartache knocks on your door
Listen to your breath

Float in the ethers
Rest the weary soul within
Keep only what serves.

By Deborah E. Dayen

Image from Unarium Wisdom via Google Images

Storm clouds approaching

Dark gray on the horizon

Looking for shelter

By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture from Google Images

Gentle voice chanting
Singing bowls and booming gongs
Drums and wings complete

By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture from celticschoolofsoundhealing.com via Google Images