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The Rich Deep Tones of A Cello
Read more: The Rich Deep Tones of A Cellodrawing by Carmen H Gray The Rich Deep Tones of A Cello by Carmen H Gray I’ve heard it in my dreams As if he called to me His voice in that same living tone Of her beloved instrument The sound waves echoing from our distant past An expanding ripple of spheres That reach across […]
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Quilaztli
Read more: Quilaztliin tonān in cihuācōātl in quilāztli (our mother, Cihuacoatl, Quilaztli) “You promise us emerald and jade, but do those precious stones truly endure? Only the divine song, drifting down from Omeyocan, outlasts human life and earthly age. All else is but a dream, dear brother.”-Malinalxochitl to Huitziltzin in Feathered Serpent, Dark Heart of Sky: Myths […]
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White Light
Read more: White LightWhite Light by Carmen H Gray Uninhabited Quiet space It is that empty side of the home I keep finding in my dreams The part I am afraid to explore Where room after room Nothing feels right Things are distorted, broken I rush to find the back door Unlocked, unguarded Leaving me terrified That I […]
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Vision
Read more: VisionVision by Carmen H Gray I was there Under the brilliant stars Velvet Night Silent Night Expansive Earth Desert air Beckoning me Summoning me I could feel a presence Coiled, then undulating Shedding its skin Ethereally alive Spiraling path inward Inward, I heard It was my own voice Calling to me
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The Sun in My Dreams
Read more: The Sun in My DreamsAs I Grew Older It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun— My dream. And then the wall rose, Rose slowly, Slowly, Between me and my dream. Rose until it touched the sky— The wall. Shadow. I am […]
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Hope Is the Thing With Feathers
Read more: Hope Is the Thing With FeathersAva’s sketch book page from yesterday. Last night I dreamed that wings sprouted from my back and I was flying. The wind was crisp and cool on my face. The skies were dark, but my heart was light.