Oracles
Strange candles flicker
in darkness
the same way sunlight
shimmers on water,
but not the same at all
really, quite different
as I sit here writing
these words, wondering
why the ravens
are so much more quiet
than crows, loners, really,
not the friendly birds
I grew to love,
to resemble, to know
as mirrors of my soul,
dark shadows haunting
my dreams and mocking
my self-importance,
teachers of another source,
another way to be
in the world, but not of it,
walking in the streets
with my head down,
kicking through leaves,
eager to be back
in my cave, alone
with my candles,
cradled by shadows.
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I really like your blog and poems, thoughts..
I have added your link to my blogger
~peace & Blessings~
beautiful, thank you so much for sharing! love, Nienke
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