But at last we ask
in dreams,
as days fast-wane–
we ask
what we must recall
of sun on rocks,
and sprays of petals pink
against an impossible blue–
we ache–asking
does the moon hum
of if
or never?
We ask without language
for more words;
we ask to start over.
The Oracle knows what is going on around us. I decided to also incorporate the “More Words” “Start Over” message at the bottom of the magnetic poetry screen. The photo was taken last April.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Beautiful imagery and words 🙏 Faux
Thank you very much!
My absolute pleasure 🙏😁 Faux
Beautiful
Thank you very much!
My pleasure!
I can see clearly the images in your words.
Thank you!
Gorgeous, Merril!
Thank you, Jill!
I have many of the same words, if not exactly the same tone. But I still have to finish my art. Those last 3 lines exactly summarize the overall feeling in the world. (K)
Thank you, Kerfe. Yes, I thought so, too. And those words are always there, but only today did I think to use them.
Yes, dreams convey wisdom often beyond words … encouraging dreams in times that make no sense makes LOTS of sense. My sense of the moon humming is like my mother years past when busy with routine chores, tuning out distractions.
I hadn’t thought of that. The moon may very well be doing that!
Starting over, rewinding the dream. Yes, those words are meant to be used. I’ve just written mine and posted it, and it’s as you’d expect.
Thanks, yes–rewinding the dream. And yes, just what I’d expect from yours. 😀
Are we getting predictable?
If I say no, is that too predictable? 😀
Well, it’s normal that what we think and say shouldn’t be a surprise to us 🙂
So lovely. And those days will be back… one day… without worry
Thank you. I hope so–and that we’ll appreciate it.
Yes. that last bit… that it doesn’t become something that we slowly forget…
Yes.
Beautiful. “we ask to start over.” Yes. I’ve found myself thinking that in some form or another, but have to admit that I’ve been thinking that (in some form or another) for a few years now.
Thank you–and I know what you mean.
Superb poem and final message.
Thank you very much, Derrick.
Nice, Merril. This is very easily applied to these times we find ourselves in.
Thank you very much, Ken.
Nice writing!
Thank you!
Beautiful, and I love the three line form.
Thank you so much!
Wow that poem brought me to tears. I just want to get out of my house as soon as possible 😥
Thank you so much for stopping by and letting me know that my poem moved you to tears. I hope you were able to get outside and see some of nature’s beauty.