“The wind it paints your face, as it stirs the shifting sand. Nightmare creatures closing in, they leave at your command. Fading lady light, always here with me, singing your song in the wind at night.” – Jeannette Sears
She is a faded lady in the arid early morning, a patch of dream torn from its unconscious birth, a soft passionate cry in the gypsum sand, where ghost lay their hands upon me and breathe light.
It was in April, that much I remember, well a quarter moon too, there is a memory of that. Perhaps the more I think about it, the more that appears. Those cascading fragments of thought, that drift at first unpieced. Those parts like a jigsaw puzzle, that flow afraid to touch, until the hippocampus is stretching at its very seams, and much like some messiah on a cross you cry out, “Take this cup”. And then it happens from various places in the cortex, a wholeness begins, a picture, a sound, smells and then a story. A beautiful story filled with “white Sands“.
The sands hold a picture that is still hard to find, of something that found me on once upon a time. To see it all now comes to me fleetingly. Perhaps a soft breath that touches my teeth. A buried illusion that comes as a tease. A finger down my spine, when there is no one but me. A vision of eyes turned to stars in a sea, a coven of seven dipping to sweep. The dunes of infinity revealing the keys. Oh, Megrez and Mizar they sing a chorus at first louder, than so silently. The place of death angels, atomic degrees. Whispers by slumber the puzzle recedes. A swath of her garment, as she passes by me, her home in this desert a white sand filled sea. What account can be printed until I finally believe. Memory my memory, come to serve me. Memory my memory, come to serve me.
The questions I have asked, that still haunt my belief. When I took a journey of solace in spring. Slept upon White Sands, under a breeze. Saw shadows and graces that circled beneath, the light of the heavens, the chill of the night. The cosmos of magic, that changed me somehow, made me different under odd lights. For if I could take a minute, relive a single breath. I would be in April my body laying helpless on White Sands. Under heavens probing stare.
Perhaps in this nighttime, as I lie on my bed, hearing my thoughts of distant memories unsaid. The puzzle will gather, and pour through a glass. The memoirs of mystery, a swirling soft quest. That led me to sit up that night on the sand, and welcome the spirits of light to come in. To welcome the spirits of light to come in.
She is a faded lady in the arid early morning, a patch of dream torn from its unconscious birth, a soft passionate cry in the gypsum sand, where ghost lay their hands upon me and breathe light. – 04.11.2019 – דָנִיֵּאל
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Thank you. 🙂
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“The memoirs of mystery”
what a memoir that would be for each to write a piece of the puzzle
of this life’s mysteries we have encountered
i think you see into so many different moments in different realms, and you bring it to each of us
so that we see your stories in a way that fits our moments and hold a piece of it for our see our memories in a different light…not sure that makes sense but it does in this chaotic mind of mine 🙂
love that song, perfect chose for your thoughts Daniel, i enjoyed the nights wandering within the White Sands….
Take Care…You Matter…
Blessings
maryrose
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Hi Maryrose, Thank you for your wonderful comment. Your remarks always give me pause to reflect a moment on your own descriptions. They are great. Reminds me of a time in which people took the time to write letters, full of description and detail of the intricacies of a good night’s sleep, a simple walk to the back pasture, the details of the new city park, or the latest book being read. All I appreciate very much in this world of fast moving technology. Thank you. Daniel
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i love writing letters, i think it connects on a level where you put part of you in between the lines, not left drifting in cyberspace 🙂 i still read books too, i like the feel of them 🙂 hope you have a great weekend
Take Care…You Matter…
maryrose
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This is a beautiful mysterious piece you have written Daniel. The poetry is that of wonderful dreams and experiences. 🙂 ❤
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Thank you Gigi, for your kind comment. I appreciate that you found it full of beauty. I myself like poetry that is full of mystery and dreams so it is a compliment of the highest order to have someone say what you said to me.
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You are very welcome, I find your writing constantly intriguing. 😉
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I like the poet as an adventurer, a seeker of answers to puzzles. Your words took me to another dimension, the other side of the veil. Great job!
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Thank you Darrin. My dream is to make the other side of the veil as you so aptly put come to life, so it is a great honor to have you say what you did about my words. Have a great day my friend.
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You live and write in another world that reflects what we all do here on good old Terra. 😉
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When I was in the Air Force stationed at Alamogordo I spent a lot of time in the White Sands. It is at night as you well describe, mystical and full of lights from above and beauty.
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Thanks Dallas for your comment. I always enjoyed the Alamogordo area. When I was attending NMSU in Las Cruces friends and I would visit up there often. I am happy you got to enjoy White Sands at night. It is an adventure. 😉
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Your Welcome Daniel, I did not realize you were an Aggie. I graduated from NMSU in 1986.
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Daniel “White Sands” embodies a mystery that all of us reading your work can chew on. It makes me think of a time of seeing lights out across Lake Erie that did not come from any explainable object. As you describe so well it was as if the stars danced from the sky above. As usual I enjoyed your work. 🙂
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Thank you Ryan, I am happy you shared your night adventure with me at Lake Erie. It is incredible the things that stick with us through out life that we wonder, where they came from? I like your description of stars dancing from the sky. 😉
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Yu are welcome Daniel. I have been fortunate to have many outdoor adventures in my lifetime watching the stars fall from the sky. it is always awe inspiring, and I am grateful for each experience.
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I loved this, it has a romance in it that I can’t place but like you am looking for it…
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Hi Dani, Thank you for your wonderful comment. I am happy you enjoyed “White Sands”.
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You are welcome. Happy Monday Daniel! 🙂
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A well thought out piece of a personal journey into the mystery. I enjoyed the adventure with you Daniel. Thank you for the invitation. 😉
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Your very welcome Carmel. 😉 Thank you for reading and as always for commenting. Wishing you a great day.
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Thank you Daniel, have a great week!
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Daniel, I love your memories from the Southwest, New Mexico in particular. “White Sands” is another destination my family traveled to vacation when I was a child growing up in Arizona. I still remember getting sunburned during the daytime. 😉 The night time camping near there, was a plethora of stars to sleep under. Thank you for this piece. It brought back great memories. ❤
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Hi Raquel, Thank you for sharing another story from your adventures in the Southwest? I appreciate as always you reading and commenting. It sounds like your family had a blast in all it’s travels. 🙂
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Your welcome. My Dad often said we were like a caravan of gypsies, always with our tents, toys and his guitar on our road trips. 🙂
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What kind of fun that must of been.
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Great verbiage Daniel! The personal journey of mystery could be an alternate title. I find myself wrapped up in the mystery you present. I will let you know if I am first to solve the puzzle, but in the meantime keep writing. Each post is a clue.
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I like your alternate title my friend. Please do let me know if you solve the mystery, actually any mystery will do. 😉 Thank you as always for reading and your great comments. You are right on the clue part BTW.
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Your welcome Daniel, write on……write on…. 🙂
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Your thoughts are like the lights you aptly describe, dancing in mystery. I enjoyed this piece very much my young friend. I like many others remember visiting White Sands in New Mexico, and at night it is as you describe.
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Thank you Bill, I appreciate your kind comment. I always am into others thoughts on a place if they have been there before, I am happy you got to experience “White Sands” at night. Does anything stand out in your mind from that adventure? 😉
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As you have written, the stars seem to fall from the sky at night. My visit there was in 1967, much younger than my young friend. 😉
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❤ this! 🙂
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Thank you Lisa, very happy you liked this.
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Always do!!! ❤ 🙂
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Dear Daniel,
There were so many memorable lines to this beautiful piece. None more so then the following for me. “Perhaps in this nighttime, as I lie on my bed, hearing my thoughts of distant memories unsaid. The puzzle will gather, and pour through a glass.” The hourglass metaphor painted a visual for me, as so many of your words do, that brought back a personal lovely memory. The song also was lovely and fit so well. I had never heard it before.
❤ Ruby
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Hi Ruby, I am happy you found and liked the one stanza that I went over a couple of times myself before being satisfied with it, and even then had doubts about it for some strange reason. I am thrilled the metaphor brought back a personal happy memory for you. Have a great week ahead. Daniel
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I wish you a happy week ahead as well Daniel.
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Fascinating piece mate, with enough mystery to be read on overnight radio. 😉
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Thank you Shaun for your comment. Thinking I would be humbled to have my stuff on Coast to Coast. 😉
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I still listen to the re-runs. Great stuff.
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Yeah, me too!
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Your writing produces some of the most memorable visuals for me Daniel. Always penned in delicate mystical detail. Handing me answers as well as forming more questions about where I have been and what lies ahead. Thank you. A
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Thank you Abigail for the most wonderful compliment. I like reading others work and finding myself in the details, from past to present to future. Therefore I am thrilled you would say that about my writing. Thanks again.
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Great prose and poetry enhance my world every day. the most enjoyable aspect of Word Press is finding and reading fantastic writers such as yourself on a daily basis.
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Lovely piece Daniel, mysterious and soothing as our the ways of something or someone that comforts you. I enjoyed this very much.
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Hi Lynette, Thank you for your wonderful comment. I like the way you phrased it, and am happy you found my words mysterious and soothing. It is a great duo. Have a great week my friend.
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So many are afraid of the mysterious, identifying it with something strange or wrong. To me all things of righteous goodness start as mysterious.
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Many good lines in this wonderful writing Daniel, I especially liked the dreamlike quality the entire piece exhibits. Loved the Jefferson Starship song too. ❤
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Thank you Qwen, the Starship song is one of my favorites. I am happy you liked the post. Wishing you a great week ahead.
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You too! 🙂
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Your writing always has such a magical nice touch to it, and this lovely piece was no exception. “The dunes of infinity revealing the keys. Oh, Megrez and Mizar they sing a chorus at first louder, than so silently. ” This line especially hummed for me. 🙂
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Thank you Heidi for picking out the star line. I appreciate you reading and commenting, and am so happy you got into this piece. It does not surprise me that the particular line you picked out hummed for you. 😉
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Daniel your gift of writing keeps on giving. Your memories make for wonderful stories and I am sure the puzzle pieces will all flow together for you some day. Shalom Erin
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Thank you Erin for your kind comment. Also for vote of confidence. 😉
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New Mexico has brought a great deal of meaning to your life Daniel. Having traveled through the land of enchantment more than once, I can see why you have such descriptive memories full of mystery and magic. Well done my friend.
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Thanks Wang, I agree the state was well named. I am happy to hear you have been able to visit there many times. Thanks again for reading and your comment.
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This was a beautiful memory Daniel, even as a puzzle it presents a magical picture of your thoughts from being one with the stars on the sand. My favorite paragraph. “Perhaps in this nighttime, as I lie on my bed, hearing my thoughts of distant memories unsaid. The puzzle will gather, and pour through a glass. The memoirs of mystery, a swirling soft quest. That led me to sit up that night on the sand, and welcome the spirits of light to come in. To welcome the spirits of light to come in.” 🙂 ❤
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Hi Lauren, thank you for your wonderful comment. I am happy you liked this piece. 😀
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Daniel, I read through this wonderful post more than once, finding your description of the night sands mystical, peaceful and a place where heaven intersects with earth. Another brilliantly put together piece of prose to add to my ever growing list of favorites. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Heather. I feel a mixture of awesome and humble, just because of wonderful comments such as yours. I am so happy you enjoyed this, and as always I am thrilled you continue to read and comment on my writing. 🙂
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This piece held something for me Daniel as many of your writings do, but this time, something different. 🙂
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Oh come on what is it? 😉
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Once upon a time I had a dream when I was a child that an angel approached me on a white sanded beach and offered me to know my future. I woke up before I answered, but have never forgotten the dream. 🙂
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That is pretty cool.
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Yes it is. 🙂
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Lovely writing, your descriptions are amazing visuals.
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Thank you Amy, I am so happy you liked White Sands. I apologize for my late reply.
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The lyrics from the Starship song were a great fit for your piece. Your words led me into a magical night to look for answers too. I greatly admire your ability to do this. 😉
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Thank you Scott for your kind comment. I love this particular Starship song, it has been with me since 1979. Geez I am old. Anyway, I am happy you liked this piece. I hope you find your pieces of the puzzle.
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Your welcome Daniel, and if it makes you feel any better. We both are old! 🙂
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Life’s hourglass is filled with purifying white sands. We just need to go with the flow.
Wonderful piece, Daniel!
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Thank you my friend. So I almost got a “Day’s of our lives” theme going. 😉 You should see this place before you leave this planet. The place where Albert Einstein watched the first atomic blast, it is full of spirits, especially at night. Probably got more than my share of radiation there. Could be what is wrong with me now. 😉
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Dear Daniel, this is a dreamy, cosmic and an ethereal piece. I adore that you’re puzzle piecing the memories together. I think our memories are stored in some distant place that requires us to transverse the fine line between sleep and wake. The fifth verse is stunning. Wishing you well, enjoy your evening and have a terrific Friday. ~ Mia
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Hi Mia, Thank you for your wonderful comment. I cherish them as I always do. Do you think its possible that, the distant place you speak of allows a little time travel, at least during REM sleep? I hope so. As always I appreciate your insight. Shalom, Daniel
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Dear Daniel, REM provides safe passage when traveling! You’re most welcome. Shalom, Mia
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I couldn’t agree more my friend. 🙂
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These words were so multi dimensional
Enjoyed each aspect ❤️☺️
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Thank you very much. Happy you liked it. 😀
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