Moonlight Dream

Last night I dreamt of walking

in the light of a full moon

barefoot in a flimsy nightgown

on sandstone into the desert

the land lit up in blue and silver

 

Datura dreams

sent to show the way to a forgotten world

 

Many men wanted to follow me

but they got lost along the way

you came with me for a while

you took my hand and kissed my lips

but you did not continue

along the path made of solid stone

to sit beneath the ancient Cedar tree

to listen to the wisdom spoken

 

Creosote dreams

sent as medicine to heal our breath

 

I was a goddess beneath the bright moon

during this magic hour

where dreams are created

when anything is possible

The elder Cedar tree

spoke of long lost knowledge

teaching the naming of plants

 

Elephant Tree dreams

sent to strengthen our blood

 

In darkness we receive wisdom

the powerful dreams of night

green poetry written on leaves of wise old trees

I am here if you want to sit with me

I will tell you the flower’s names

 

Astragalus dreams

sent to strengthen our bodies defenses

 

We have forgotten how to read the sky

failed to remember the sacred plants

they can no longer care for us

until we remember their identity

green beings speak

will you listen?

Reviews

[Sean Allen]

The ancient Egyptians, tell of a young woman who so loved the Lotus Flower "sšn" that one day, leaving all behind, she walked off into the desert, toward the sun, and never returned. It was believed that she was taken into the heavens and became the goddess sšn. She continues to watch over flowering plants to this very day! This beautiful poem of yours reminded me of that story.

[Gray Witch]

I wish I knew more about poetry - but this I like..I also 'like' that I had to look up a few words thus learning from your work as well. I will read on ....

[mark slade]

beautiful poetry.

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

I loved this one.

[Ruth]

Such universal wisdom :) We have forgotten all things sacred!
A beautiful dream conveyed n a beautiful manner!
xx

[Poetic Beauty]

The flow of this poem is smooth and this speaks of a tale of a forgotten time and of forgotten ancient knowledge of healing plants. The scene you paint in this poem is beautiful. Each dream a new destination of knowledge. Creatively done.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

i love the feeling of this poem. such great respect for the land, the plants and flowers, the old ways and wisdom. i've never spent any time in the desert. this makes me want to.

[Tony]

Yup, this is still one of my favorites.....

[Magdelena]

Now this was a piece that held such a story inside that I felt as if I was there. Imagery fab! I adored the whole thing.. Keep them coming!

Mags xx

[TBird J.]

I absolutely love this. The wisdom of the earth is speaking to us in many different ways and if we choose to listen we can hear her gifts. Beautiful piece! Thank you!