When the veil is thin this night,
this beginning of winter,
of darkness, of going deep,
when the seed and bulb and earth sleep,
remember, remember,
the resting nourishes,
replenishes,
so when the sun reborn,
warms your bones,
you will awake renewed.
Blessed Samhain.
(c) Amy Bradstreet 2008
Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteYou know, it makes me stop and think if I lived somewhere warm year round I would most likely burn myself out. I do need the rest of winter.
I will remember that the resting is a blessing. But you'll probably have to remind me again around
mid-March! Thanks Amy.
That is a beautiful poem. Yes winter is a time of rest and peace and to think; about the summer that passed and the coming one.
ReplyDeleteI count my blessings in the winter : that I have enough to eat, that my house is warm, I am loved, I love and have wonderful pets. And I think of what I will do and plant in my garden. Thanks for sharing!