Winter Solstice

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Through these
Deep
Dark
Nights

Apprenticed to
Patience,
I have become adept at
Seeing
In the Dark

I have cultivated and
Fine-tuned my
Vision
In the absence of Light

And, I have found
In this un-lumination,
In these recesses,
A Sacred
Chandelier,
A light brighter than
A million suns

Luminous Dark
Eternal Flame

My senses
Viscerally keen,
Attuned, 
Insulated from
The noise
Above

Embodying
The Essence
Of Quiet

Stillness

Drawn in
Sinking down

With each of Her earthy breaths, 
The path is swept clean in my wake,
‘For all who travel this
Hallowed Land
Must develop their own
Internal
Navigation

I loosen the ribbon on the
Gift of my
Aloneness,
So
Precious

And fall head first, 
Free-falling into the box
That has no sides

Deep in the Forest
Wandering,
Lost,
In the in-between,
Found

Acclimating to the
Preternatural
Sounds
Vibrations
Intelligence
Offerings
Of the
Under-Earth

Kissing
My
Fear
Square
On its
Moist
Wet
Mouth

Dancing in the Hollow
With my beet-red face,
Wearing the Flaming cloak of
Rage

Surrendering to the current
Of never-ending
Sorrows

Scattered Bones
Unclaimed Treasure
Dark Raven
Caws overhead

Climbing into the lap of Death,
Emptying my pockets,
My secret hiding places, 
Of the trinkets of my Disingenuousness
Placing them in the
Palm of her
Dark and withered
Hand

As I journey
My breath becomes
Shallow
Deeper
Truly
Alive

I hear the Heartbeats of
My Sisters,
In the distance,
Like soothing rain
As I
Gather,
Release, 
Claim

Intricate
Simple
Inherent
Infinite
Unfathomable
Beauty

Holy All
Every last thing

I am dripping
With Holiness,
Saturated
Completely

The ribbon becomes
My golden thread
In the weaving
Of our brilliant journeys

Each Homecoming
Each Awakening
A burst of
Dazzling
Light

One
Rich and textural cloth,
Intertwined
Light and Dark,
Stretching across
The vast underbelly of
She who holds us all
In the cradle of
Creation

Here
The stars shine inwardly,
As heightened states of
Grace

I have begun to
Decipher
This language of the
Deep and Silent Void

Descending
To Emerge

Ready to
Rise
Again

words & image © 2013  Heather Rhodes at Studio Petronella
model: maddie