The eve of Winter Solstice
holds a magical air
for ‘tis the longest night,
with the richest fare.
Infused with wisdom,
unseen by most,
garnered by you
by your desire for growth.
In the morn,
the light filters in
and lo and behold
Awareness begins.
But without the darkness,
that rendered you wise,
the dawning light
would have nil to advise.
So sing ye an ode
to the bountiful darkness
for all the wonders
within the primordial womb.
~ Sharon Lyn Shepard ~
” message from my inner wisdom ”
www.sharonlynshepard.com
gratitude for the artwork by Amanda Clark
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