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Worlds Out of Nowhere

Unforgiven Rapture

Collective Dream

Now That You Are Infinite

Transcendence of Fury

What Little I Know

One With the Never-ending

Earthbound Supernova

The Majesty of Destruction

In the Infinite Now

Why We Love Dogs (A Little Something in Celebration of National Dog Day)

Postcards from Eons Past (Images from the James Webb Space Telescope)

Sanctuary of Flame

Microcosm

Glistening in the Dark

Walnut

On the Trail Between Orchids and the Otherworld

Words Like Smoke and Sand

The First Iris

The Totality of You

Winter Meditation

The Language of Wonder

Storms of Jupiter

Digital Chains

Plunging to Heaven

On the Shores of Cepheus

Why We Love Dogs (A micropoem)

Ascension in Gold

Crucible of Light

In the Last Green Hours

The Angels of Hawksbill Mountain

Beyond the Gates of Orion

Sanctuary Within

The Sacred Opulence of Abundant Joy

Sitting With Stars

Light of the Tempest

Nucleus

Follow the Birdsong

Celestial Rite

One More Moon Beside Me

Legacy of Ash

Born in a Field of Light

Resurrection in Albemarle County

Dialogue With Silence

Moving Past the Dream

Deadly and Merciful Blue

Sky Full of Legends

On the Border of Earth and Being

Who You Really Are

Council of Stars

Scattered As One

Unfinished Bridge To the Infinite

Scenes from Within

Moon of Secrets

Memories of the Kingdom

In the Church of Ordinary Miracles

Finding Religion in Sperryville

Theater of Shadow and Light

Sapphire Birth

Web of Infinity

Voices from a Choir of Stars

Traveler in the Unseen

Into the Silence

A Soft Ascent

Through a Sacred Forest

Innocent Questions

On the Bridge After a Storm

The Sound of Creation

Your Song in the Ivy

Universe Within

New Empire

Another Afterlife

Where the Wind Lives

Another Kind of Prayer

Indigo Fire

Last Inch of Flame

Blue Home

Sacred Crone

What the Deer Understands

Some Water Lilies I Used to Know

Gates of Orion

Requiem for Yesterday

In a Moment of Understanding

April Snow

Symphony in Sable

Justice Denied

Gossip

Graduation Day

Fire from a Distant Life

Frozen Retreat

 

Council of Stars



If you don't believe in miracles,
then you've never heard
the hiss and crackle of eons

or seen the color of stillness
between the rage

or felt more than one
universe watching you through
rambling, holy eyes.

I found them
in their place of comfort,
their dreamless, beating drums
all around

and I knew what magic was,
and I knew my sacred mission
was to do nothing
all night
and be dazzled,
and of course,
I could only get it right, so
I said: here,
here are the branches that
lead to the ceiling of
chattering light,

here are the two moons
that are the raccoon's eyes
in the dark, and here

are the voices from the
book of the beyond—

some delicate tirades,
priestly fits,
a few crystal proverbs
I can put away
for tomorrow's pain,

and here is the wealth
the world hasn't stolen yet.

Sprinkle of millennia,
flock of stars streaking
through my one pure moment,
you are just words and
the blinding heart
of everything,
and in this space so close
to all the answers,
you are everything
I need.

Patricia Joan Jones





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