Dreamscape

    
 Photo by John Ashbaugh

 

For Her by the Lake,

our City by the Water 

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 Civilizations pass away

as well as memories of written tongues.

Inscriptions may be interpreted.

That which passes through Speech is sure.

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 From two rocks on the ground,

The start is division and dream.

 Rose

In the water, growing out of Earth

Grows into Light, from out of the dark

at the bottom of the sea, and into Dawn

on the other side of Rose:

Violet

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From the Networking Roots,

to the blossoming buds,

through the primary channel

of trunk, the spine,

the Tree is the Link

through Water and Fire

between Rock and the Sky.

 Tree by the Lake

 grows out of Rock,

 through Rain,

when water returns to water

 after passing through Wind, our Breath.

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River bleeds on the Earth,

Dewdrops into the ocean.

River, the Wind, follows

From destination to destination

Never beginning to end.

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Speak through RoseViolet Dawn.

There is only the past and the future.

The bridge is present, vault of memory,

Maker of dream,

Dream come true

Before death into memory.

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The difference

between looking at our horizon,

and looking slightly over our horizon,

is an infinitely large difference.

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Towards up and over horizon at Twice-a-Day-Dawn,

Live with the stars, the lightning, the Moon.

Live with meteor flashing through the Great Bear.

Live with the snail on the ground.

The path to the other side of the black universe

is through Rose and Violet holding together:

Body of  Water breathing Fire

and forming a new body.

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Circle of RoseViolet Dawn

Rings our planet with Her story

Follow the Heart of RoseViolet

Through the star which burns

Through the Circle of Dawn

to meet the emergence of Blue.

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Fire of Sun

Burns our planet

With a blue flame

and Flesh is the Light.

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 Fire-fly hovers

from bush to bush

near trees near the beach.

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Waves fall away.

Sea is gathering in another place.

She is following the moon.

Half of a pearl lights our horizon.

                                                                                                                                              

                                                                           

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Look at Earth

Through the four thousand eyes of a fly.

Look at one planet through seven billion skulls.

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Light is separated from darkness.

Blue is separated from Black.

Light of disc fire rises through Wind, our Breath.

Night is falling into Light.

Gray dome of mist between water and Blue

Filters the disc fire.

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 Light passes through the veil

between the flame of Sun and the Rose of Earth.

Tomorrow has come

But there is no yesterday

For it is still today.

From light to light through Black,

Day has not ended.

She passed through a shadow.

Now face towards the Sun,

through the path of the Heart.

RoseViolet Circle around Earth

Is the Circle of Horizon

Our planet spins with-in.

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Pass through division of time into day and night.

Emerge into Infinite night

and look from there to the Blue light

of Fire within the Heart.

Blue light shines within

as planet sphere is seen

Shining from without.

Blue sphere, watery jewel,

the Light before an eye:

around  Sun - Surya,

She takes a journey through seasons

which measures the angle of inclination

between the axis of her turning

and the plane of her ellipse around Sun.

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The life of time on this Blue sphere

spinning through Light and Dark

Is One side all times living in darkness.

The Circle of RoseViolet Dawn is one dream,

as much as can be remembered

of what was seen when eyes looked

Into black empty space and found

Movement in Order.

The positions of stars are the notes

Of a musical score,

One cycle of which

goes through a movement

of twenty-six thousand years.

                                                                                                                     

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Earth is our droplet of blue light

Enveloped in black space,

and beneath the surface of sea,

Darkness grows with depth.

Most of Sea Life moves within

Light reaching into water

before the black envelope.

Life thrives within

the fabric thin membrane of Light

Enclosing this big wet rock.

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Turbulence prevails

Within the shell of atmosphere.

Life emerges out of water

Living both under it and over it

near the surface of interaction.

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There are two sides to the Lake,

Under the mirror of water,

and in the reflection.

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Tomorrow's atmosphere,

comes from Our chipping the Rock.

As we Look inside the rock

and Look through the sky

to the inside of outer space,

In either direction is found

a new surface and a new enclosure.

The mind of our planet

Sees as far inside

As We see outside.

Depths of perception

In each direction

Move in tandem.

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The choice of a point in time

For beginning a new time

Is one time left

and another time entered.

The choice of a point in one time

For beginning of a new one

Is end of time one

And beginning of time two.

Point.

Aqua

is

Water on the Beach.

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That was once . . . upon a time . . . long, long ago . . .

When, no one knows, because that was before time.

 We look through Luna now, the reflecting pool.

The mirror of Sun – Surya.

The seasons travel one through another.

Having memories of seasons,

Memories of color,

Memories of sound,

Now is the present,

creating memory

for tomorrow,

The past and the future speaking. . .

Together at the same time

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Breathe deeply. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . the New air.

The atmosphere on planet Blue

has recently undergone various changes.

It is expected that the change in atmosphere

Will affect the Life forms of our planet

in various ways.

No one knows what will happen.

We who Live

Now envision our Thought

for tomorrow.

Listen with one another,

and speak Truth to our Life on Blue.

Each may see a new Light emerging through Blue,

the beginning of Violet.

Raindrops fall from the sky from the past

Into Earth now

to dissolve into Her

and grow out of Her,

Her next phase.

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Lady RoseViolet Dawn

Laughs at Moon and blues the Sky

and chases stars into light years away.

Today is a Circle of RoseViolet Dawn.

Churning gray Ocean waits for this Lady

to sprinkle her leaps to the sky with diamonds.

Earth bathes Her body in color and light,

and pictures in the sky make dreams out of stars.

We reach our  magic in togetherness

when stars and sun meet through RoseViolet Dawn

on either side of Today.

Voice within each of I leads We now.

Take care of Her and keep Her nearby,

For Our answer is each of I know Her.

She is the Heart of Peace in Speech.

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The Earth of continental shelves and oceanic valleys

Is a cup now two thirds filled with water.

This body container of water

Passes now through a time of transformation.

Earth is a two petaled flower

With a petal of sky and a petal of fire.

SkyWater absorbs the fire

and the color of SkyPetal

May be somewhat different

from the Blue that it now is.

As SkyPetal changes color

through seasons of atmosphere,

Each of I is dew drop-let

and nectar blood of this planet.

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Wind of Earth spinning carries clouds full of moisture

through our Circle of RoseViolet Dawn.

From the shoreline,

Look over the rim of the Lake, Heart's cup.

From the shoreline of the continental shelves,

Enclosing the pool filled with dewdrops

warmed by the volcanic core,

Look through Dawn over our Horizon.

Our veil of Ultra-Violet Lace is thin,

and if torn, not to be mended.

The scar to our Mother and our Self

Will be in the nucleus of our cell.

Within the bonds of division and dream,

The variations will be free to love.

 

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  We have seen Blue

for the First time from the Outside.

Now

We Listen in Order,

and speak of the steppingstones

between

our Myth of Origin

and the story

of the Star in our Heart.

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Our City grows from our Story.

Time is measured in color.

There are three.

Black.

RoseViolet.

Blue.

Our City is a picture drawn ten thousand years ago.

The picture in sand waits for this evening's tide.

Time is the curl and wash. Sandgrains shuffle.

Sun's ray glints off the surface of Luna,

phasing as she journeys

across the surface of our Sky.

The castle is sand,

and rises and falls

as Rain speaks.

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Watch water from the mouth of the cave

and paint a picture on the wall.

There is a Sea of water and a Sea of sand.

The Desert of sand is above Sea level.

Two continental deserts

turn through RoseViolet Dawn

on planet Blue.

TERRA, Daughter of Gaia and mother of all rivers,

Names the great Desert which homes three Oases:

Africa . . . . . . . . . . . . . South of our Sahara,

Europa . . . . . .  North of our Mediterranean,

Asia. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  East of our Aegean.

our Ocean, our Sea  surrounds

the continental desert TERRA,

and across the Sea from TERRA

are the Twin Turtles of continental desert OLLIN,

from the Aztec word for Movement.

The Western side of OLLIN

is mountain-chain from North to South.

The Eastern side embraces the Twin river valleys,

Amazon and Mississippi,

the Carribean Island Chain,

and the Isthmus of Yucatan.

OLLIN is an Oasis

in the Sea surrounding TERRA.

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By candlelight in the village,

after Rain,

Puddles are sprinkled with mist,

Which follows the deluge.

Half a moon's light

dances through rings and bubbles,

a mosaic of hexagons with wavicle sides.

Storm is rolling quietly now.

Soon oasis shakes the water from Her back

Into the Light of Dawn.

The  largest village in each Oasis,

is our City by the Water.

Where is each Oasis going?

One oasis is going through Cuneiform.

Another oasis is going through Newsprint.

The Neolithic metallurgical society

has chipped the rock and found the atom.

Our Village is a steppingstone

from City to City

through time on Blue.

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Speak with one Voice.

The Ocean and the Desert

entwine We who Listen,

the cells of our Sphere who we are

Dressed in Black, Brown, Red,

Yellow, and White.

Having crossed oceans and deserts

and met in many places,

the Path of Our meeting

Shall continue to be

through Speech with True Voice.

Across the Sea of Darkness to the New Day,

through quiet gray,

through light to dawn,

Time is a memory,

The infinite imagination,

the dream,

And the dream returns to the Source.

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