The Oracle gave me another delirious vision. With moons of course. The sun shadowing on my floor when I went to take the photos of my mandala added another dimension.
sleep away stormy seas–
beneath dreams whisper moons
shining bare like the winds
of roses blown into blue mist
where is the purple lake
of shadow sky?
show me the language of water
swimming through light
K. 
Beautiful Kerfe! 💜
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Thanks Jill!
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Quintessential Oracle, the beautiful questions inviting beautiful answers.
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It is. We can’t let those storms take over our lives.
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No, never give in.
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“show me the language of water
swimming through light”
Good gods, that’s beautiful. I’m in awe.
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Thanks Diana. Yhe Oracle is a wise reacher.
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In “the language of water / swimming through light” I see each enhanced, until they are one.
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You would know about that. Thanks Ken.
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The Oracle was definitely whispering to you here. Those last two lines are exquisite.
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Thanks Merril. She wants us to remember the why of this world, not to give up hope.
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Yes, she keeps sending us that message.
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Beautiful!
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Thanks Bela.
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Beautiful again!
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