Letting go
I do not
know…
I have been
holding on
for so long…
a lifetime,
perhaps
a few~
trauma
within
trauma
without
letting go
holding tight,
always ready
for the
fight…
so tired
of this
race I’ve
run
but never
won…
time grows
short
it is time
for finally
letting go…
It begins
within…
Winter holds
its own
magic.
Time slows,
the earth
glows
at midnight.
Wet flakes
hard flakes
light as a feather
hard as a bullet…
Where do the
birds go?
The Mother
knows…
The whipping
winds
the bone chilling
shivers
reminders
of power
we do not
possess.
Take this time
to rest
as the snow
falls…
Fire & Ice…
Encased in ice
the fire
still burns
the birds
calling
I must
answer…
Time wanders
squandered
passing by
passing bye.
Fire flickers
embers
thicken
Ice
slickens
Frozen
in time
a season
sublime…
Imbolc
arrives
always
on time…
Fire
and
Ice
at a
standstill
in time…
