the wind is blowing
owls are singing
and the shortest day
of the year
is near

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the wind is blowing
owls are singing
and the shortest day
of the year
is near
entering vulnerability
can be so daunting
that we prefer to destroy
everything
in order to
avoid it
even while
vulnerable
is
where life
is
mist covering the world
in order to grant
the gates of the mystery
to open
receiving peace
after years of insecurity
is a subtle blessing
compared to the fireworks of ecstasy
anxiety arouses
tender rose
poignant music
as truth
softly breaks its way
to the surface
a soft morning
of tenderness
embracing the mind
after a day of grey
illuminated by
the encounter of
an angel
carrying peace and reconciliation
where no compatibility seemed
possible
doing
what is to be done
and abandoning
what is to be abandoned
sound just as simple
as it is not
though when
by grace
it happens
that we do
what is to be done
and abandon
what is to be abandoned
everything
expand
nothing is more banal
than the presence of darkness
yet nothing is more complicated
than learning to love
the dark part of
ourselves
shift of moon
shift of life
shift of focus
shift of light
no longer holding on to
the past
might be a time where
it is possible to stay
faithful in service
and victorious in suffering
the embodiment of wisdom
is
in itself
a conception
and as by every conception
it takes
all the necessary precautions
and
the presence of grace