The Inner Winter




Dear friends, I am going to take respite for a while, a time of quiet, an inner winter. I need to listen to the old stories and I can't do that well if I'm always thinking of what to say myself. I might be gone a day or a week or who really knows ... not for long, I'm not good at silence ... and I will still be at twitter and facebook a little ... I will return when I have seeds and songs to share.

Here is something small for the meanwhile.



Tin and tambourines
On midsummer's morning
Copper and a haul of briny dreams

Hare leaping, moon rising
Out of the wild green fields
Of grass and the sea

Walk your way to quickening
Run your way to joy
Follow the furred moon's feet

Star and silver harps
On winterheart's eve

Lay my love down to peace





5 comments:

  1. may you rest well, dear Sarah, and return refreshed xx

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  2. I hope your time away brings you the restorative quiet you need {{hugs}}

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  3. wishing you what you seek in taking time away.

    I have never understood how to participate in twitter. That is ok.

    lovely poem.

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  4. enjoy your break, and thanks for leaving the poem to tide us over. :)

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  5. Sweet friend, I hope you have a restful break. I must confess that it's always nice to pull away from the computer for a while. This last month I did so and oh, what a lovely time I had with my family. I felt like I had time to simply relax and enjoy quiet moments.

    Thinking of you! Hugs!

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