Open the window of time. . .
on a dancing breeze
sail away into night’s ocean
there dark angels laugh
and breathe fire-clouds,
their slow rhythms linger
in brilliant fevered air
coloring eternity with magic
life flowers—foolish, secret, sacred.
You see this only after,
I consulted the Oracle earlier this morning. It’s only a bit after 9 AM, and I feel like so much has already happened today. But it’s all just a blink in time.
Love it 💕
Thank you so much!
Wow! She did it again! So many similar images. And you got an ‘if’ which is like my ‘but remember’.
So many! Maybe I was channeling you, too, since I also had remember. 🙂
We shouldn’t be surprised, but I always am.
I am, too.
Remember that time I thought you chose a word category, so I deliberately chose a different one, but it turned out that you had actually chosen that same one? That has to be the Oracle, right? 🙂
I do remember, and those poems were full of similarities too. If it isn’t the Oracle nudging, I don’t know what it is.
Sometimes she does more than nudge. 😉
Great job with this, Merril! Happy Saturday!
Thank you, Jill. Happy Saturday to you, too!
I love that “If” seems to find its way in most of The Oracle’s offerings…
And this was lovely.
Thank you, Dale. The “ask if” showed up right away in the word pool, and I decided I wanted to end the poem with it. 🙂
I love that you did
You know how I love images of deep space. As I read you words, I kept the opening image in my head to help appreciate them.
Thank you, Frank. Interesting–I wrote the poem and then looked for an image. 🙂
This is very dreamy and wise. “you see this only after”–that really hits home.
I like the open endedness of “ask if” too. (K)
Thank you very much, Kerfe. It did seem a bit like dream-wisdom to me.
Thank you, Derrick!
I love it. And ‘life flowers’, I love that concept too, how it can all be so foolish and so sacred at the same time!
Thank you, Damien. Yes, exactly that probably defines life, doesn’t it? Foolish and sacred? 🙂
Thankfully! Otherwise it would all be too serious or too untouchable.
older, more wrinkled and a little wiser gets more cuddles and respect!
The image is a great fit. It matches the potential hinted at in your poem.
Thank you very much!