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An online Catholic family dream poetry and art website and journal
with historical dream and dream drama textbooks
and science concepts,
This is a personal, creative family website of Sara Kumar.
I'm not asking for donations, and you can view my writings,
without paying money. If you'd like to perform my music composition,
my arrangement of Mozart's "Adagio for Glass Harmonica,"
a poem, or a dramatic piece, you can, and you are welcome to email me.
I received such loving feedback,
about my play, "About the Book of Joel,"
and with loving guidance, I have removed,
names of real people in cinema, living today,
and names of real places, and so much love,
and love is so needed here.
One of my books, "Colorful Dream Poem Book,"
was published in print, in 2024, but it is no longer in print,
and I have been editing an online version, these days,
and in my dream, I'm editing an online version.
I'm thinking about Eliot's poem, "The Waste Land,"
peace, and no human life is ever wasted,
and I thank God for this life,
and I don't know yet about doing in-print versions,
of my books also,
but I have dreamed about printed versions too,
and please know, I would like to keep my writings,
and books and scripts, in online files, available, at no cost,
for people to view.
After much thought and contemplation,
I have removed the music Youtube videos,
from this website, featuring the work,
of fellow artists,
and I am so grateful for their beautiful work.
If I feel joy, let me feel joy, Lord Jesus,
and music and rhythm were so needed,
to help us feel love,
and schools are so real-world,
and if we need quiet-time to study, now,
or rest, dear friends,
let it be so.
Even now, there it was, I heard a phrase,
dadada dee dadada dew,
I enjoy editing my work with friends, and harmony I hear,
and dear Jesus, where there is disunity, let me find peace.
Sara Kumar










The shadows are like
So newly polygonal
In this place, you know?
I need to thank God
For shoestrings that are lovely
My friend is so near
I thought about, after I thought
about a painting, thank God.
It's not pictured here,
but the dreams are connected.



Every lovely beauty
dream,
Darling homies,
let's listen to
our mp3's,
Thank God
Let there be peace internally,
Lord God










Dona nobis pacem,
no más violencia


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“Some say that we shall never know, and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer's day, and some say, to the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.”
Thornton Wilder,

Sanskrit is beautiful,
and so is Latin.
Lenguas antiguas son tan bonitas, and so are modern languages.
Text and wording by Sara Kumar
Text and wording by Sara Kumar
Pink-toned text and wording by Sara Kumar

What about dreams
with Sara Lee Apple Pie
and we can talk about
healthcare
and not be scared no more
and we can dream about
the cost of things
with love
and not be scared no more

What is the stuff
air is made of?
Meneeds to dream
about a ship,
and it don't cause me to slip
Deo Gratias
Text and wording by Sara Kumar
Text and wording by Sara Kumar




“ROSE: I been standing with
you! I been right here with you,
Troy. I got a life, too. I gave
eighteen years of my life to
stand in the same spot with you.
Don't you think I ever wanted
other things? Don't you think
I had dreams and hopes?"
wrote August Wilson
And I saw a teacher from a new land cross a long bridge safely, and Love came, and Love was there,
in my dream, and I had hope again.



Text and wording by Sara Kumar








“Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.”
Thornton Wilder,
Thank God for the placement
and the placement of the
seams on my pillowcases.
There is a header on each webpage,
so if you scroll down, you can view
more content after the header.
This is the end part of the header.
There is a footer on each webpage also,
and there, you can read about my life.
The vocation is to love, and let us try.
Sara Kumar, Internet Poet and Playwright, and sometimes,
In The Moonlight, I believe I am a Systems Engineer
MUSIC COMPOSITIONS
Ave MariaSara Kumar
00:00 / 01:10
Singing,
music composition and music arrangement,
text and wording on dream-blue screen,
by Sara Kumar,
photograph by beautiful friend,
Sara Kumar recorded the "Ave Maria" piece,
at home, with a small voice recorder,
in Houston, in Spring of 2011.
Dr. Norman Ludwin
conducted Sara Kumar's
arrangement of Mozart's,
"Adagio for Glass Harmonica,"
as part of a final project,
for a beginning film scoring
class, at UCLA Extension,
in the Summer of 2008,
at a small recording studio,
in Hollywood, California.
The works of
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart,
are in the public domain,
so a public performance
of my arrangement is possible.
I have removed my personal
arrangement of
Dmitry Kabalevsky's "Toccatina,"
because I learned that
there may be an existing copyright,
and I am placing a photograph here.
I pray for peace.
"A Poet's Theme" by Sara Kumar

Dear Aristotle,
What is music to us?
I wrote the music piece
about a poet and his wife,
but how to truly harmonize?
I need to say music is
Connective, isn't it?
God speaks to me,
and He soothes my heart.
I loved to listen to music
from Pakistan for long time.
What were the words meaning in the Urdu language?
In the picture,
I saw a language, with words, in Portuguese.
What is the relationship
between the poet
and the woman in the play,
do you think, friends?
"Adagio for Glass Harmonica"
by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Arranged in 7 Parts by Sara Kumar
02 AdagioSara Kumar
00:00 / 02:09
Dear Aristotle,
You wrote that learning
should not be viewed as
an amusement,
in your own way.
How to truly harmonize?
I need to say learning
is not for amusement actually.
And neither is music.
God speaks to me,
and He soothes my heart.
So I disagree with what you wrote,
Mr. Aristotle,
about learning needing
to be painful. And I agree with you
that music connects with
gladness of heart.
I have worried that I speak
too much, but let me not worry,
Lord Jesus.
I want to speak to a composer
one day, Mr. Aristotle,
and say,
"There are no words here
in this piece, with Mozart and friends.
What do you think, truly?"

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