I woke up this morning thinking of Sue Vincent. The words the Oracle gave me reflect that. She must have been in my dream, although all I remember is the ending which had snow and bright yellow dogs.

The art I was drawn to when looking through the archives for something to illustrate the words was also done for Sue’s prompts.

almost like light
this dusky song
a gentle color

of secret sound
murmured by roots and rain

how to follow
through beneath beside

ask the ancient path
to walk with you

17 thoughts on “breathing

  1. This is so lovely, Kerfe, a gentle remembrance. You’re right that we had similar thoughts. I wasn’t thinking of Sue, but I think I may have dreamt of my parents. I really love the art, too. The first one especially because the colors make me think of a sunrise over water–and birds in flight.

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