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FROM DUSK TO DAWN FROM DUST TO STONE  (4-24-2022, 11:30am, Palm Springs, California)

         
upon waking          
every morning          
i pause          
to linger          
to softly reflect          
on whatever          
dreams          
may have          
come along          
into and through me      
throughout      
the night      
from dusk          
to dawn      
that i          
can still recall          
as well as          
other dreams      
i may have      
had         
i cant recall          
at all          
that slipped away          
back into          
sleeps          
deep voids          
vast          
subconscious          
mystery          
as fleeting apparitions          
come and gone          
unseen  unknown          
either by          
or to me          
oft hid          
between  behind          
each fallen          
floating          
mote          
of such faintly          
dusted dreams          
forgotten          
lost          
or gone          
beyond          
the slippery          
conscious          
reach or grasp          
of each          
newly waking morn          
wherein          
at times          
to my surprise          
i often sense          
and find          
their still          
faintly shimmering          
diaphanous          
ghostly crumbs          
and scoop          
them up          
like tiny          
semi precious stones          
mined up from          
the quickly vanishing          
subtle ethers          
to be          
cut  polished          
and transformed          
at times          
whenever i can          
into semi precious          
written jewels          
at least          
in relative        
contrast to          
the ghostly dust          
they were          
before          
to be brought          
back out          
into          
the radiant light          
of this          
still wondrous          
living world          
where they can          
reflectively shine          
the twinkling          
light          
and voice          
of their now          
salvaged          
once lost dreams          
freely back out          
to any          
and all          
who might          
ever          
come along          
to read them  
to sense          
see          
and maybe          
at times          
if theyre resonant          
enough          
and im lucky          
perhaps          
theyll even          
in some hopefully  
more meaningful      
universally relatable  
more relevant  
human way          
come to          
more deeply          
more          
personally  
and experientially    
feel them  
as well     
for it is  
then          
and only then          
that the          
potentially transformational       
subtle alchemy  
at fluid  
free play herein  
at least some  
or in many  
if not quite  
all of them  
will have then  
successfully          
been felt  
and completed  
inter connectedly  
achieved and made  
in such  
a more personally  
intimate  
inspiringly resonant  
full hoop  
full circle way  
from dusk          
to dawn          
from dust          
to stone          
whether          
they become          
semi precious          
written jewels          
or not          
that  
at least  
i know       
my part          
and role          
in the subtle          
magic          
of their  
sudden    
rebecomings    
now        
newly          
manifested    
written    
form          
has been          
done      
if for      
nothing else  
perhaps  
than    
to leave behind      
in the consequential      
wake      
of my lifes      
strange  
mysterious      
creative path      
something new      
which wasnt there      
before      
i came along  
to retrieve  
and freely  
release it from  
that vast  
subconscious  
inner sea  
of unknown  
fetal darkness  
up from which
it first  
took form  
to gestate  
until its ripened  
time  
had come  
to sprout forth  
back out into  
this other  
vast sea  
of waking  
conscious being  
and  
some even higher  
ineffable  
great mysterys  
call  
to arise  
and  
come forth  
at long last  
back out  
into the light  
of this temporal  
world  
to reflectively share  
to freely  
shine forth  
its equally  
resonant  
radiant  
own  
 
 
       
         
 
Written by OyateInyanNajin
Published | Edited 14th May 2023
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