crossing

Last night I had a vivid dream about bridges. Consulting the Oracle this morning, I was able to form the word bridge in both the Poet and Geek kits, giving me two sides of the coin–a question and an answer.

1
which star
streams the galactic code
to open
this bridge
through light
into completion?

2
blue bridge sails
ghoststars of skybreath–
opening holes
in the haunted ocean
of remembering–
a fool’s magic
embrace of time

Hozier’s version of this often-covered song captures most closely the atmosphere of my dream.

9 thoughts on “crossing

    1. It was a strange dream containing both the living and the dead. So yes, ghosts. And memories are themselves ghosts I suppose. Her words didn’t necessarily clarify, but they comforted.

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  1. It’s amazing how the Oracle picks up on these things. I hope she helped you with the dream.
    Coincidentally, I posted a photo today of geese in flight today, and I hadn’t noticed or remembered the bridge in the background.

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