I wrote this last February and don't know if I ever posted it here..so here you go..
Fast Asleep
As I looked out of my window
Snow did blanket all around,
And I thoughtof how I longed
To put my feet upon the ground.
To feel the grass beneath them,
To feel the roots below,
And to ground myself in Mother
To that place I long to know.
I thought of springtime breezes
And summers warming glow,
And I longed to drink of Mother's
Womb the nourishment She sows.
I long to rais my arms;
Outstretched toward the Sun,
Just to feel the warmth and healing
Of the Lover and the Son.
This winter has brought darkness
Even when the light did shine
And I feel just like a tree that
Has been bent from age and time.
The years have given to me
The Crone's wise and loving grace
But I do not feel so special
In this dark and lonely place.
So I look ever so sadly
As the branches bare their tale
As they bend beneath the chilling
Wind from ice that left them frail.
My heart it feels quite heavy
For it has felt the frost as well
And my heart bends into darkness
As if death it had impaled.
While I am seeking answers
I hear dear Mother call
And I reach out to embrace Her
I am not alone at all.
As I listen She does whisper,
"My dear child do not weep.
For the death that seems abounding
Is not death but fast asleep.
And the Sun is ever growing
Though a boy once more in time.
He will bellow out his warmth and glow
A young lover, son of mine.
My dear child listen closely
To the beating of your heart
For this is the time for you to seek
What you long for in your life.
It is a time of preparation
For the old to form the new
And to rid yourself of all those things
That had shackled you.
This is just the beginning
Of the years sweet gifts to you
For now you hold within you
Sacred blood of mysteries too."
So, I listened and I grasped the words
With each passing breath
And realized that to move on
We must experience the death.
We must shed the darkest parts of us
That do not feed our soul
And through retrospect evaluate
Those parts that make us whole.
We must have introspection
In order to discover
All those grand and wondrous
New events that come rolling in like thunder.
So, I look out of my window now
And see the grass as green
And plan my gardens with delight
Of many new and beauteous things.
I begin to sow them in my mind,
In my heart, and in my soul;
All those things I long to make complete
A higher Spirit that does soar.
I see the trees as wise old sages
Just waiting there for me
To be standing right there with them
As they wake from frozen dreams.
I can feel my body rising from
The darkness of my dreams
For the dark has brought the light
Within to see what needs seeing.
I listen as the silence begins to speak to me
And Mother's voice rings in my eart
Of new life and new beginnings.
Silver Spiritwolf 2/2007
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