mad poetics

Winter Solstice 2002

Silent, Holy Night.
From the Depths of Darkness come Wisdom, Power, Surrender
From the Depths of Her Womb come Innocence, Power, Will

Ssssshhhhh. Be still

And hear Her calling in the silence
The birth cries ring through the longest hours
Across the generations of Time
The wide starlit expanse of heaven
The density of earth

Ssshhhhh. Hold on.

The womb/world/skies contract
Rippling
Rigid
Unbearable

Ssshhhhh. Breathe. Open.

And puuuuuuuuuuusssssssshhhhhhhhh

Through
Into the arms of Darkness.
Slippery, innocent, blinded by our own light.
We are Her hand-maidens
And Birth Givers ourselves.
We mid-wife the coming of the Light Bearer.
And we too, are Bearers of Light.
The Darkness of Night
Endings into Beginnings
The brightness of Noon
Silence and Song
Laughter into tears
Lover and Beloved
Mother and Child.

Ssssssshhhhhhhh.

Sleep.
In heavenly
Peace.

Rise up

And greet the Newborn Dawn
Light
Lugh
Lu
Luscious

Sila.