Bright Blessings on this winter day, may love’s flame warm your heart.
A gift of words:
Winter is the time of dark
of resting
and connecting
As we settle in
earth’s gentle womb
she sees the emptiness
of our soul
We question how we came to be
Here
in this place
where we cannot see
Ages of longing have failed to fill
Holes
left in our hearts
wounds unhealed
a yawning abyss
This place of seeming end
is not
Holding us here
‘neath winter’s cold
she readies us
to launch again
into the sun warmed sky
Trust in her darkness
as we breathe
infinite truth
deep
into our soul
Listen
to her wisdom
let her heal
and feed us
She’ll send wolf
to find our lost parts
and return us
whole
again
Breathe the infinite
stirring our soul
igniting our voice
Feel sun
reclaim the sky
lifting us
on warming air
Turning, turning
higher still
Speaking truth
releasing wisdom
spiraling up
out
into the infinite
where all are one
and all
are whole