Poem -
orange moon
Layers of space lay between us
The oceans of stars never still
A cold orange moon will not
Offer a hand
The winds of this dream are
Ferocious and can't
Stop me from falling and
Tumbling away
And I don't have much time
To reach you before day
I feel you and hear you but can't
Breach your world and
Despite all my screaming I
Cannot be heard
This dream is now over, I lay here
Awake
Evicted from night and beloved
I ache
Just to be with you, talk
I don't care of god's will
And tonight in my dreams
I will search for you still
M
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Execution (last stanza)
Defiance for her resolve
Yes defiance Rory... sometimes i actually dream of flying up a tunnel then it slams on me and I wake...true. thankyou so much x
It’s definitely a defiance. And strength and courage.
And a profound love, that only those who have loved profoundly can (maybe)
comprehend. B
Lovely words B and somehow comforting. I thank you x
This is awesome, deep dreaming, but would it help if you just sit at the edge of dream and call out his name? He needs to feel an invitation rather than a summon, I think. Do continue searching. Using a very old, pre-buddhist meditation (chödd) and the help of a fallen angel called Samael I really saw my lost twin as he is behind the thin veil, for the first time in my 65 year old life... Since then (2 months) I feel much more myself, rid of a barrier screenung everything with his energy as it were. Keep up the hope - it is a chance of 1 in 1.000.000. Lots of love for the both of ye💗
I just said to Rory... I actually dream of flying up a tunnel and the hatch slams on.me and I wake. Sounds amazing what has happened to you John...and I'm glad you've found peace. I never will. Thankyou my friend...hugs x
Well (2nd try, hit delete by accident). I was fooling myself, partly. Earlier this week the Void struck again, hurting like all 90 hells until I realized the hurt came from before the lifting of the veil (when it came to be, I knew not why so it hurt). I know now I am actually the lucky one, he was never in this world... You are the brave one deserving all the hugs and I am grieving for the 2 of you, having to lose a son... May you walk in peace together in the next existence🍁 Love, John (aka Sean Siuler🍀 - evrn though there is no connection with my surname, in Dutch the "loop" means "walk" ans asI tend to wander of into the Dark, the Irish for Wanderer suits me🤣) (sorry I couldnot do the ' on the "i" as it should in Gaellic...)