bejeweled
with eyes reflecting
mysteries
blossoming
in every season day and night
and on each new hour–
embryos
in expectation
of bursting
into song,
nestled in the openings
between yes and no–
shall we dance?
the shadows linger,
dissolving
into dusk–
and still our bodies listen
and repeat, reply,
riding dreams
past waves of darkness,
not asking
how each sky
contains the endlessness of
spinning leaping light–
claiming wings
invisible yet
tangible,
our steps rise
following silent music,
orchestrated flight
that repeats,
always being born
perfectly
uncontained–
we have been cast out like seeds–
resplendent, alive
A shadorma chain for Merril’s prompt at dVerse, connections, and Brendan’s earthweal challenge, entanglement. With more art from the archives.
K. 
How do we keep track of such exuberance? One of life’s mysteries.
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It is. Best just to let them be.
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Agreed.
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Very nice, Kerfe. I like your comparison of people to seeds.
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Thanks Robbie. We are, I think.
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Oh this is WONDERFUL! I love “following silent music, / orchestrated flight”.
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Thanks Sherry. I find that music makes good connections. (K)
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I really like the visual of embryos in expectation of bursting into song – fantastic! Feels like exactly where we are with the hope of a new year caught in between the pandemic and other world crises.
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Thanks Marcy. Yes, as someone said, the new year really starts today.
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Oh so much to this one. I need to read it over a few times. Beautiful analogy of seeds, and of the connecting, despite the in-between
I love this: ” nestled in the openings
between yes and no–”
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Thanks Merrul. Just the right prompt for the change in energies today.
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I love the connections between stanzas in this shadorma chain: and that triumphant ending, in spite of having been ‘cast out like seeds’ – something always grows up out of them!
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It does, always. Thanks Ingrid.
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~~~~ a most exquisite shadorma …..
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Thanks Helen.
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This is absolutely stunning! 😍👏👏
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The perfect imagery for today, Kerfe. The dance continues, this time into the light. Thinking of you and all my artists here and looking forward to having much more hope to work with.
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It was. The streets here were cheering. If nothing else it’s the lifting of a dark and heavy cloud.
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Beautiful and life-affirming in graphic and poetic forms.
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Thanks Jade.
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Such a lovely poem and art work. I agree eautiful live seeds are been scattered far and wide at the moment. Good things can grow from them.
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Such a lovely poem and art work. I agree eautiful live seeds are been scattered far and wide at the moment. Good things can grow from them.
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I think so too.
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both your poem and art are such cheerful vivid affirmations … love them!
each stanza is exceptional but
“always being born
perfectly
uncontained–”
stand our for me
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Thanks Kate. We can all use some affirmations right now.
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for sure, take care precious!
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Absolutely love these shadorma
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Thanks Jude.
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Such a pleasure 🌼
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This is excellent! I love the picture I see of “embryos in expectation of breaking into song”.
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Thanks!
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Synergies – yes. We are a network, acting and interacting, hopefully, in just this way.
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Thanks Ken. I like to think so.
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