I honor the dark I walk through
in order to reach the other side.
so many dark roads, cold and gnarly,
so many whispers and whisking suggestions
I celebrate the path of pathlessness
that marks the dark, lonely nights
so I can find the cabin in the woods
with the hearth and those places in me
with undying embers.
I value the strength of the seasons
which mirror the elements that
shape the snow
and give it life.
the breath of crystal
the voice of clarity.
Now I rest and I break from all the
fullness of life, to hear the most silent moment of the darknest night.
I watch it move through me with reverence,
because I understand how it gives birth.