

The Oracle was philosophical this morning. Of course she was thinking about the moon, water, music, birds, trees, wind and light.

Night comes like a secret,
the moon breathing ancient air.
If I wander in deep rivers,
will the water teach me its song?
Ask birds how to behold dawn–
covering trees in poetry.
Why not listen to wind
as it seasons winter with clouds?
Who can follow light,
growing always more between?
Beautiful
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Thanks Alethea. I was happy to receive these words.
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Indeed!
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Thanks Phil. I think you are acquainted with that light.
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This is lovely. The Oracle asks questions as if she knows that there is an answer if we look hard enough. We had a similar message, even if mine is more focused on what’s uppermost in my mind.
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Thanks Jane. Yes, she knows how to show us where to look.
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She does.
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These questions in themselves make for glittering poetry! I love the image you’ve chosen to illustrate the poem too.
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Thanks Ingrid. The Oracle knows how much I like questions. I found this painting in a folder labeled “art not used”, and I knew immediately it was just right for this poem.
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This is very beautiful, Kerfe. I like your painting too.
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Thanks Robbie. I was very happy to get this message today.
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hands down my favorite line/ image/ concept:
❤
David
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Thanks David. I would never have come up with that on my own, without the magnetic Oracle. It’s the same when I use collage box words. You see ways of saying things that would never occur to you otherwise.
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Beautiful–you and the Oracle both love these questions. Your artwork is so beautiful, too–I love the colors and flow–like sky, water, and light.
We had many of the same word/images–light, songs, dreams.
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Thanks Merril. We do have a fondness for questions. The Oracle is immersed in the natural world right now.
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Yes she is–as we are.
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a fabulous frosting of words to emerge from your foldered away art
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Thanks Laura. Emerge is exactly the right word.
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like a metamorphosis!
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a lovely dalliance in nature with your seasonal change
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Thanks Kate.
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