the always of after
leaves why to wither
lonely without root
or vine
how can never become
when?
who seeds the birdwind?
ask this quiet deep light
growing into moonsong
The Oracle was full of questions today. As are we all.
K.
lines that aim to be
Beautiful art and poetry.
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As I studied your image I saw the dark areas as smoke. I noticed that there is no green in it, which is a big red flag. There is no red but a burning yellow and orange. I see your turn at the middle question. As reflected in the 2nd part, I see the edge of the “quiet deep light,” which I see as faith. Beautiful duet, K.
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Thanks Jade. I do think the Oracle reminds us to keep faith. I’m glad I’ve managed to reflect that in the image.
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You are very welcome.
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the always of after
leaves why to wither
I love that play on wither and whither, and yes, birds and moons, linked by leaves and the idea of infinity.
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I also saw the wither/whither connection. At first I couldn’t figure out where the Oracle was going, but she always clarifies. She knows my questioning nature too.
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She made it very clear, I think. She also encourages questioning.
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Like Jane, I was struck by that opening statement–and then the questions that followed. But yes to birdwind and moonsong.
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Thanks Merril. Always a good place to end.
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