I love these lines - where I am right now, for sure. Not too early to whisper spring. But I'm finding so much depth in the dramatic, the dark, the honesty. I don't mind the long nights still ahead.
Oh that's lovely Sarah, I've been resting in the feminine energy of creative dark too. I've been resting there, but starting to look at the light ahead now. Pulling me...
"Listening winter into spring" - what a gorgeous concept! I'm on the Oregon coast right now, and it's beautiful and cooold. I'll start whispering spring.
That's great Lisa, I'm in Dublin, Ireland and it's cold too, but days are slowly lengthening and the sun strengthening. And the magic is happening beneath the ground. Out of sight. We'll listen and trust it into Spring...
Yes Paul. The cycle we experience every year, but feels so uncertain. The underground work underway. Stay in the comfortable, cold dark, or on to all the life we cannot see.
Just wonderful
Thanks Jonathan!
"sing me back to life"
This is perfect for the change of seasons. It's a lovely poem.
Thanks Rod!
winter's branched honesty—
dramatic. dark. naked.
clear white spaces in between
the shape you really are
I love these lines - where I am right now, for sure. Not too early to whisper spring. But I'm finding so much depth in the dramatic, the dark, the honesty. I don't mind the long nights still ahead.
Oh that's lovely Sarah, I've been resting in the feminine energy of creative dark too. I've been resting there, but starting to look at the light ahead now. Pulling me...
::whispering:: spring 🌱🌷
Yes Rena...
Beautiful!
Thanks Ann, appreciate you reading!
"Listening winter into spring" - what a gorgeous concept! I'm on the Oregon coast right now, and it's beautiful and cooold. I'll start whispering spring.
That's great Lisa, I'm in Dublin, Ireland and it's cold too, but days are slowly lengthening and the sun strengthening. And the magic is happening beneath the ground. Out of sight. We'll listen and trust it into Spring...
Yes ... f***ing incredible 💛
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The spaces you’ve sprinkled about the lines speak abundantly, Síodhna.
Thanks Mahdi. Those winter spaces...
What is it that Winter gives to Spring if not the will to move once more, upward and outward, into the light?
Yes Paul. The cycle we experience every year, but feels so uncertain. The underground work underway. Stay in the comfortable, cold dark, or on to all the life we cannot see.