Echo Muses

Motherly Heliotrope

The colors of autumn
Where are they now?
Desaturated and lost in the waves of sight

Pass the forest and come to the purple door,
Three knocks to come forth,
To the stoney garden of the lady with jars

Lost in pensive thoughts, spilled out in tender rains, into the caldron of the cosmos
Cast a bond towards jove…. impart the love of a mother

As purple sage burns the diminishment of pain, and what remains,
Purple ash is scattered from the hands of a mother
Saturating the earth, to spring forth a cathedral of amethyst trees

Halloween spell for : Gina@Singledust

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Earthly voids & Spiritual quest, Echo Muses

A Shading Response

After the subsiding of the color shock,
granite grey spills into my day
As liquid rock passes through these lens,
and up to mercury,
to surge the cerebellum bay

Panic flutters in my hearth of garnet consumption
Held a mudra to feel the rhythm
Within that upper mantle β€” a wild outcry
Some bottled up words burn brighter

You possess the flood
Let’s interrupt our patterns
For we our interdependent

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dreams, Earthly voids & Spiritual quest

Sundog

Hyper-sleeping in diamond dust.
Above the dreaming pool
fingertips snaps,
bursting river feelings as
sudden swollen demands.
Let them permeate the earth.
Mother’s core contains all heaviness,
all sorrows and more seasoned scenarios.

Even though his voice
went into a vacuum void,
he was not confused in the darkness. Eventually the light passes through
pinhole dreams.

Daughter Colma, universal child
silently waits on the high hill.
Persistant to find her lover again.
Rising in the gloaming, out of clay, her love, shaped by the beam of fire.
Until summer days fill with ash,
and devotion,
goes beyond the river’s edge.
Swimming towards
the innerconnected horizon.
Up the arc of his haloed skin.
Willfully dripping prisms.

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