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Blanche McLanahan [ehcnald at yahoo.com]


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Lion of the Tribe of Judah

Had a dream last night and I saw the Star of David spinning clock then counterwise, as I lay on my back I looked through the ceiling as if I were in the skies.

It moved slowly, then slower yet, and at once so rapid it seemed suspended in thin air, and I felt the coolness of its gentle waves on my skin and in my hair.

The colors came from the corners, changing with each different angle, then I saw the straight lines or limbs flow out in threes and form triangles.

On the horizontal the apex began to align, as the others from the base, whether motion right or left the three became one on a straight line.

Ever slowly the twelve appeared between two parallel lines, and each character square formed on the left even though moving always to the right.

And I watched as the image of the Star formed, at its feet was the Lion displaced, distorted from the norm.

-Blanche McLanahan


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