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Dreaming In the Dark
Valerie Moysey
1/25/2010 12:43:24 pm
once upon a time i am dreaming that i am flying on horsetails and feather winds and chasing and racing through the pillars, mountains of rock. i caress the edges and wedges of stone as i play and reminisce for times different than these. i am crying flying into some other time space place. as i concentrate on the slabs of limestone, granite, and marble amassed side by each, i see myself reflected in the night's air. a woman aflame with fires roaring underfoot and a staff on fire with desire. ardor of the gods. i ache for balance and recognition for the burning beneath. brewing even greater passion and aliveness, is not for all, but as i stand upon the midnight sky, i see that all is clasped between two hands. an interweaving of the dove and the butterfly. the red moon and the green sky. i see that no fire shivers without a wisp of air. i see that no bird flies without the earth beckoning for her return. i see that as my heart trembles and assembles itself anew that i am but an incomplete piece of fabric awaiting stars and geckos and bicycles and thunder storming dreams... 1/28/2010 07:32:05 am
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