Written on the longest night of the year, the winter solstice…
As the dark night rolls in
strip off your weathered self
Cast into blackness
the stones of your unnecessary and
let the ripples of acceptance anoint
the soft newness of your infancy
Rest in the silent chamber
to watch with awe
God dancing in the flames
Sing in unison
between the still moments
and awaken to dawn curious
The choir of Life needs
your Song

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