in the winter

Rest, sleep, go deep

Take time with all your making

tending now your inner fire

before the earth is waking

Lay your burdens down

lie back into the ocean of response

of depth, dark and time.


Things moving so much bigger than we can cry and hold

feel the texture of support

rippling in everything

reach into it

seek

know it is also seeking your searching fingers.


connect, current flows


Rains wash away our tears

strong earth holds our tired bodies

the wrap of dying leaves carry ancient hurts into new forms


Under all the ways life jars

lies a sore

Yours and mine, unique and similar


tell those old powers this truth

in simplicity

not with words, but reveal ourselves

let them see and touch us

doctoring beyond what mind can recognise


feel the fresh wind on our faces

and surrender into the folding dark

give in

 


jill kettle