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Dancing in the Dark | 17. Δ

17. Δ

Heart to heart,
A mind within,
Changes, of grace,
Dressed in this:
A pauper’s soul,
Becoming King.

-LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours

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26. Found (For all the searching ones…) O, where are you, this tie upon my soul? You rope of indestructible strength? Where is your sweet voice that I call out for at night? Where are you, this hope in me that keeps on keeping, diving into depths? O, rope upon my soul- You lasso of the Night, you come into my day, you sweep upon my evening shores... There is no time, let it be said, that I do not long to see your face. Where? A whisper. Then a strength. Where? You seem to dance, and dance the night away. This is a call, I suppose, a ping into the dark... I never will stop looking, until I see where you are. -LFE #lettersfromellice #dancinginthedark #found #hope #love #poetrygram #poetry #words #writer #writing #art #artist #sketch #draw #illustrate #poem #heart #soul #yinyang #thestory

Warning Signs The sun rose up from the bramble of life, but who would greet her? In this silence, a stranger. A knock on the door of existence, Who would let her in? Shames and Graces abound; first one, and then the other. "I am not alive!" cried she, as she set, to find some other fool— but none awakened, not one. "Perhaps I will not come again," she whispered through the wind. "For, no, not one, would come alive, and heed my warning signs." -LFE #lettersfromellice #warningsigns #warningsign #sun #settingsun #allegory #existence #silence #autumn #fall #words #thoughts #writer #writersofinstagram #writing #october #nature #naturephotography #island #poetry #poetrygram

25. Feng-Huang The moon danced with her, Said, "Look at me, You can overcome all these things. Just breathe the air we're moving through, Stand at the Gate, rest assured; Not forgotten, hidden, out of sight, Rise from these ashes, out of the night, The world is going to be that place, Where darkness turns to this daylight- A rousing song, a fight to be won, Just stand at the door, ready, wait: Hold your breath, then let it loose, This is the story of me and you- How the world was ready for a change, But who would stand to start the waves, Of might and power, of heart and soul, Just me, if you'll have me - just you, if you'll see More than all the thousand things, you said that you could never be. The pain has lasted through the night, The weight is heavy, this I know, But dawn is risen, rising now, It's time to get up and take a bow." -LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours #lettersfromellice #dancinginthedark #poetrygram #poetry #poem #words #series #art #artist #illustrate #illustration #yinyang #fenghuang #phoenix #rising #sun #moon #thestory #writer #writing #future #backtothefuture #time #allegory #light #dark #hope #joy

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24. Ψυχή Psyche awakened, out from the old Ways of Pandora, the box it would hold, The Hope she had longed for, returned to the air, While darkness and evil, flew back into their lair. Woman was freed from her choices within, That set loose these dark days of struggle and sin, And so Cupid released them, a fair youth was he, To uncover their love, in this a new feast: A wedding of hopes, that long waited for, Promise of time, and all she would hoard, Away in the night, while the story was sung, Until that day came, and the bells would be rung- Love finally would gather the souls of this earth, Awakened, at last, a gathering first- for Psyche to receive, all that she deserved: A marriage forever, immortal, unswervingly hers; Amor came and rescued, not only her heart, but yours, From death and its working, now on to Love's Door! This is the story, of a butterfly's last look, At earth before heaven, the day the world shook. -LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours #lettersfromellice #dancinginthedark #poem #poetrygram #poetry #thestory #allegory #myth #mythology #fairytale #psyche #cupid #amor #eros #butterfly #good #evil #pandora #love #marriage #sun #moon #art #artist #illustrate #illustration #yinyang #writersofinstagram #writer #writing

Do not try to save the whole world or do anything grandiose. Instead, create a clearing in the dense forest of your life and wait there patiently, until the song that is your life falls into your own cupped hands and you recognize and greet it. Only then will you know how to give yourself to this world so worth of rescue. -Martha Postlewaite, Clearing #lettersfromellice #clearing #marthapostlewaite #poetry #poetrygram #poem #words #forest #song #wait #patience #theworld #hope #photography #island #pnw #pnwonderland #nature #sea #pugetsound #washingtonstate #washington #view #trees #water #summer #july

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