Contemplation

The Girl by the Sea Hanno Karlhuber, CC BY-SA 4.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Contemplation

In autumn
music swirls violet in the gloaming,
the sound of leaf-rustle and shadowed things,
a fretting moon, rising between bare boughs
watching, lonely,
waiting for the sky-blossom of stars
to murmur
we are here

and I wonder if
on other planets, other worlds
tiny beings, like us dream

or could love our blue and green,
the stained-glass glow of light through trees,
the pull of tides, or feel
the slowing spinning of days and
the rush of years,
the joy in seeing the first daffodil.

My poem from the Oracle. She also got me confused with Jane and gave me β€œeat sausage with,” which I ignored.

37 thoughts on “Contemplation

  1. This is so lovely! All the way through. The music and
    a fretting moon, rising between bare boughs
    watching, lonely,
    waiting for the sky-blossom of stars
    to murmur
    we are here

    The painting is perfect. And I am so glad you ignored the sausage. I think it’s her idea of a joke.

  2. I’ve read this twice, while listening to “Geistervarationen”, Robert Schumann’s last work.
    It’s a perfect pairing.
    You and the Oracle create the world, then ask the question.
    Schumann seems to create beauty, then follow it with questions, a seeming disorganization of the music.
    Thank you!

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