Solstice is upon us and with it, I feel the calling of the muse to write my way into the light.
To stretch myself, to tease my poetic senses into verse, to give my mind an opportunity to lean into the unknown, beyond those spaces where my thinking has crystallized into certainty that I have it all figured out… I have begun a practice of reading a poem a morning – and then – letting whatever that poem inspires come into being through word and image.
This piece conspired itself into being after reading, WINTER APPLE From Pilgrim: Poems by David Whyte.
This is Day 2.
Some days I’ll share here. Some I won’t. We’ll see what the adventure brings!
There Is Nowhere Love Will Not Go ©2020 Louise Gallagher Let this longest night fall effortlessly into dawn breaking open the sky bereft of winter’s days trapped inside with only the sheltering bones of this abode where you have held yourself sequestered to keep you safe. Let this solitude play effortlessly the strings of your heart straining to not break under the weight of isolation and worry that no matter the distance between two hearts love will not be enough to keep you safe. Let this Solstice awaken effortlessly your faith in Love’s authority to illuminate even the darkest night with its power to break open the dawn light returning to your heart on this darkest morning of the year. And in that breaking open may you remember always there is nowhere Love will not go to keep you safe.
Lovely. I find it particularly comforting as I lost my mother Friday. I am hoping to write soon.
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Oh Lisa. I am so very very sorry to read this. Sending you much love and comfort. ❤
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WINTER
Snowdrifts, smooth and high, sparkle in bright moonlight.
Tree skeletons throw black shadows ‘cross field and road.
Nothing stirs.
Winter arrives once more.
Days grow longer – they always do.
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Oh my. Iwona. Your words flow in silky magical threads of wonder.
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Christmas this year doesn’t feel the same thihs year, I just can’t get into it
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I’m working really hard to be okay with it too, as it is Joanne. Rather than force myself into a false gaiety, I’m letting myself simply simmer on its edges with grace. Hugs.
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Beautiful! 💙
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