Ever After, and Again

Odilon Redon, Apparition

If through the storms
you dream, over and over
of blood and ghosts that laugh
from their own universe to yours—
then watch for shadows, but wait for light
shining in morning’s pink-tinged song,
a symphony of color, of life.

It’s been an odd morning after a stormy night, but the Oracle knew what she wanted to say. This poem practically wrote itself.

33 thoughts on “Ever After, and Again

  1. I so enjoy this, particularly this line: “then watch for shadows, but wait for light.” I know it’s a fragment, out of context, but … well, I just keep reading them over and over. 🙂

  2. I wait for light.
    I get a bit, in my dreams.
    Last few years, there’s a lot of dark rooms, within dark places.
    I carry my cat in many odd dreams, through traffic, trying to get her home, safely.
    Now that you mention it, there are no shadows, either. I think this is a good sign.

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