The Pull Between Us

-------The Pull Between Us-------

If the fields before you seem barren, 

forgive them

and look deeper into the eyes

of their barrenness.

See there, 

how the pull 

between Earth 

and the heavens

Has left its pattern in the snow;

the circles

and soft, 

uneven lines,

That lead, 

like footsteps,

back 

to the beautiful forest 

Inside 

you.

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These Days

-------These Days-------

These days

Of quiet 

and the wind

of fireside and darkness

Between 

the winter layers

I can hear the World turning

and see everywhere

inside 

everyone

The little seed 

beginning to unfold

Like a child

of the great forest

becoming

Lifting its wings to the light.

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The Longest Night

-------The Longest Night-------

There are no edges to a circle.

No end 

or beginning.

So forgive me, please,

if my silence 

offends you.

But the longest night has come,

conveying Spring

and all the things

I could 

ever wish 

to say.

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Our Becoming

-------Our Becoming-------

Do not relieve yourself from Death's company.

For its presence, Little Seed,

is our becoming.

The shape 

of life 

is a perfect circle,

Hollow 

in the middle

and never-ending.

Let us forgive our leaves to the Earth,

to rest 

and rise again from their decay.

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