
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.
Many of the digital image files here,
are part of the Wix free image collection,
that is available for design use,
to Wix-hosted website subscribers,
and you may view them on this Wix-hosted website,
which I designed with friends.
You can view everything here, at no cost,
but I kindly ask you,
not to place digital images in a personal computing file.
Please click on digital image of camera with fabric,
for copyright guidelines for digital images,
for Wix-hosted websites.
Some digital images, here, are part of,
our family's collection, and others,
are licensed digital images with Shutterstock.
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.​
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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
Text and wording by Sara Kumar

Let's
Pray
Help me read well, Father God






Frenne, from the Middle English, contracted from forrene,
see foreign (adjective)
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Frenzied with God's hope,
because I feel frenzied when there be a good
friend comin my way.
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So don't think about that other way of thinking about frenzied.
Think about frenzied.
Like I'm feeling so frenzied
right now.
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Thank God.
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Language adapts.
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And people change.
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We'll talk about Darwin's writing in time, but let's
look at some writing of Aquinas before that.
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God points with Love,
and we'll talk about power too with love,
and if your mind comes to Physics, that's okay,​​
and if your mind comes to Philosophy, so beautiful too.
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And let's pray for all the Pauls and for love,
and let's pray for all the Marys and for love,
and let's pray for all of us and for love,​​
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and if your mind comes to Philosophy, so beautiful.
Are there things in Heaven?
In my dreams, there have been, friends,
and there were saints too.
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Aquinas wrote about human nature.
"Again, Aristotle calls the intellect
that by which
the soul understands."
From "Aquinas, On Human Nature,"
edited by Thomas S. Hibbs, page 41
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I have an understanding now,
that I would like to dream about
being a teacher for playwriting,
and my mind understands this dream
is about love, and about understanding.
And my soul is inside, in some way,
harmoniously, and I see the dream,
that I fathom is beautiful.
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​Please pray for me friends, and fellow artists,
because there is a beautiful power in the soul,
I believe, but like I dream about dance,
more than tennis now,
but I love feet with comfy shoes in grass,
and strawberries too,
and let me volley the ball,
close to the racquet of my friend.
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Friend, I need my dear friend,
and Jesus and modern dance and his familia.
I need Tennessee in Cambridge,
and I need a home with love.

Click awn pichsha of bridge for
copyright dream doc.

My friend had a dream of a northern star,
and GOD said,
"FOLLOW ME, and life is not a dream,
is not a dream.
I needs ta dream."
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Dear St. Cecelia and Athena,
Let us pray for peace.
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When we navigate the day, there are so many things that come to mind, and how do we sort through them? God helps us discover new things as we explore the world we live in, and as we learn about who we are. Come to learn how you are called by God when you read in this book about a colorful dream that happened over the course of the author's recovery from a stroke.
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the river had made clean with God's love
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with God.






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