Sunflower bends, gold and still
Spirit finds its breath.
Sunflower bends, gold and still
Spirit finds its breath.
A record of the night, or
Words that pulled you from the depths of unknowing,
Words that flew through your mind, strange birds
Crying their urgency with human voices...
Words that may have the power
To make the sun rise again."
—Denise Levertov
A record of the night, or
Words that pulled you from the depths of unknowing,
Words that flew through your mind, strange birds
Crying their urgency with human voices...
Words that may have the power
To make the sun rise again."
—Denise Levertov
#Dreams #Archeology #JungianPsychology
#Dreams #Archeology #JungianPsychology