Whispers Beyond
I dream in moon-murmurs,
a language smooth and cool
as rain, and if I try, I understand
its meaning,
how after-aches, like storms, bring
a luscious curtain of mist, that once raised
reveals bare boughs, newly clothed in sparkling diamonds,
while shadows dance beneath
still and full of movement,
like a thought, there, gone, twinkling
from beyond–the light of dead stars
time whispers, an endless sea.
My message from the Oracle. It took a bit of work. I’ve had a couple of strange days, and I am catching up on posts and comments.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Our messages always seem to layer and merge into one another. I’ve never seen this Redon–such wonderful colors.
I hope the strangeness was good rather than bad. (K)
I agree–layers and merging.
I don’t remember seeing this Redon before either.
Thank you for your kind thoughts.
So beautiful Merril thank you, and to the Oracle – a sigh of contentment from me
Thank you very much, Susan!
A sigh of contentment from me and thanks to the Oracle and you, for this
Aww–thank you so much, Susan!
I’m so pleased my comment came/went through!
I am, too! I changed settings, but now I have to approve every comment.
Looks like I tried 3 times to comment – to be sure, to be sure, to be sure 😃
😂
I never saw that Redon either (coz you haven’t used it, yet 😉 )
As for you collaboration with The Oracle…. sigh.
Hope your strangeness was nothing negative.
Thank you very much, Dale. Love the sigh. 💙
The strangeness was sort of negative, but everything is fine.
🧡
Sort of is better than full-blown and glad everything is fine.
Thank you! 💙
Your poem and Kerfe’s are so close! They transcend the sadness in mine and offer a way out of it. You understand the language that I say none of us understand, and your storm reveals beauty and peace. The Oracle often does this, sets up a human scenario then provides a way of making it better.
Thank you. I love the way you analyzed our poems. It made me feel peaceful. 💙
I thought this poem felt Oracular! I particulary like “a language smooth and cool/as rain.” When I read it, I immediately thought of jazz.
Thank you, Liz! I love that you got a sort of soundtrack with it. 🙂
You’re welcome, Merril! 🙂
‘a language smooth and cool
as rain’ – soothing words, Merril…
Thank you, Ingrid!
Silent, eloquent, whispers in the swaying mist; demonstrating that your strange days have not diminished your muse
Thank you so much, Derrick. 💙
I see both mystery and revelation here–well done, Merril!
Thank you very much, Marian! I’m pleased that you do!
Just beautiful, Merril. I love this. It seemed effortless. ❤
Thank you so much, D.
It wasn’t. 😏