Sacred things…

visions

Can you feel light
shimmering
as it touches the ground?
when paradigms of nature
radiantly abound…
In the stillness
of imagination
beams reach out,
emboldening presence
banishing doubts…
a flurry of tenderness
prickled my skin,
illuminating
the vision of
sacred things…

Living in the in-between…

art by elke

Let’s live in the in-between,
in the spaces unseen…
Where nightbirds
lull us back to sleep,
and hearts immerse
in silver streams…

In the ambiance
of an overflow,
implanted with peace
we gladly grow,
and become
intimate
with translucent light,
expressed
in dreams
throughout the night…

we will hold
to eternal grace
look fear squarely
in the face…
and live in the in-betweens
where love’s harvest
is increased,
where fairies dance
and moonbeams shine,
and all life needs
is to take the time…

to breathe in
mystical sights…
an abundance
of faith will suffice…
living in the in-betweens,
where hope
really intervenes…
And when
we lay
our form
to rest,
in connection
we are truly blessed…


Art by Helke. ..

Keeping watch while I’m asleep…

“You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting.”
― James V. Hart, Hook

time travellers

We have looked
for them
in places
between dreaming
and awake…

Our senses
were dulled
by the stories
we made up in our heads…

now we are rewriting
the narrative,
opening the heart
of lucid  vision,
until we are brave enough
to say it out loud
to strangers
to nay-sayers
to those who stole our dreams…

we will tell the stories
of courage
in human form,
and when the least of us
speaks
it will sound like
other-worldly dialects…

we will imagine our way,
out of the darkness
of our minds,
and become seers,
who straddle this world
and the next…

sages
from earthly realms,
time travelers,
agents
of the mystical,
existing in our dreams…
shamans of another time…

 

Daydreaming…

“A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart,
soothes the soul, and strengthens the imagination.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway

daydreaming

punctuation marks
across the skies,
i paused
a moment,
as they inscribed…
far-flung messages,
scrawled notes,
impartations
in bold strokes…
wordless scribbles,
and nonsensical signs… catch me daydreaming
when I’m inclined…

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