There’s an “edge” when twilight
comes…
A twinge of longing when the
light wanes into twilight,
the edge of the veil;
that opening between
light and dark,
into Reality…
and remembrance
of the Light beyond…
A knowing that this life
is waning into twilight too,
from one state into another,
forever reforming Itself…
light wanes into twilight,
the edge of the veil;
that opening between
light and dark,
into Reality…
and remembrance
of the Light beyond…
A knowing that this life
is waning into twilight too,
from one state into another,
forever reforming Itself…
Tree branches wave in the wind
in hommage to the light
dimming in the West…
in hommage to the light
dimming in the West…
Owls hoo – calling the night
into existence
from the East;
prophets of the twilight
standing at the edge
where ending meets beginning
and beginning ending…
into existence
from the East;
prophets of the twilight
standing at the edge
where ending meets beginning
and beginning ending…
Twilight,
the inbetween,
as Life cycles through time,
through light and dark,
through living
and dying.
the inbetween,
as Life cycles through time,
through light and dark,
through living
and dying.
This night we stand at the edge of
time
and timelesseness beyond time…
peering through
for a glimpse
of the
Beyond -
The Infinite Light
that knows no dimming
and no night;
only its own eternal radiance
of
Being
and timelesseness beyond time…
peering through
for a glimpse
of the
Beyond -
The Infinite Light
that knows no dimming
and no night;
only its own eternal radiance
of
Being
This Light we are…
Surrender…
Step off the edge…
Written
Dec. 21, 2012
Winter Solstice
©Mystic Meandering
excellent solstice words to read!
ReplyDeletemy turning was eventful (within).
Thank you Monica :) Solstice always seems to open something up for me as well, if I'm quiet and listening... This year it was totally unexpected, just watching the twilight - but what a wonderful space...
Delete"A twinge of longing"... sometimes much more than a twinge. I do love twilight so. "And rememberance of the Light beyond..." so lovely and true. Thank you for this quiet Solstice poem celebrating the light within the dark and within us. Andrea
ReplyDeleteYes,twilight does seem to trigger a deep longing for the light Beyond, for the mystery of the Light that we are, etc. Gladly stepping off the edge at the turning of the age...
DeleteGORGEOUS celebration here, Christine! Happy to be here to share the life and light with you. :o) ((HUGS))
ReplyDeleteThank you Tracy :) Hope you had a good week!
Delete'Surrender...step off the edge.' ~ it's about time...Now...at the very least this New Year. YES!!!
ReplyDeletexoxo
-Leslie
:) yes, it's about time! (but still at that edge for some reason...)
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