Winter Solstice

Deep winter
ancient time of darkness and want
for a moment the Sun stands
still
holding silence.

In the heavens
over the tropic of Capricorn
Orion sets free his hound
they begin the hunt.

On Earth
light pierces New Grange
Oak and Ash burn in the grate
while mistletoe bears fruit
the Green Man wakes spring.

In legend
Wild women and kings
herald the return of
abundance and light

In the firmament
the sun arcs low
across the celestial sphere
before ascending
high into the northern sky

A love poem to God and Laurence

I thought I could do it on my own
forge my way forward, climb the ladder
reach the top.

I was in love with the struggle
overcoming the barriers
see how great I am
look what I’ve overcome.
On my own, just me.

The primitive part that kidnapped
held me in thrall
chained me to destruction
destroyed me in ego hell.

In my dark inner place
the loneliness and grief
aching need for love
desire for you fills me
to be cleansed.
I seek your understanding and sublimation

Your soft voice in my soul
the splinter of you inside me
whisper of love
desire for you fills me
to be wrapped up.
I seek your touch and approbation

I find you when I go inside
when I’m the best that I can be
a splinter of you
and also in your eyes