surrender
sacrifice movement
to stillness
Offer farewell
to the whirling
necessities
of the day
and follow
the forest into
the halls of
Persephone
Finding rest
deep in curling
intricacies of
root and rock
pillowed in velvet
deep, emerald, mosses.
drawn into the warm umber
of last year's leavings
Letting the earth carry
you into forgetfulness.
They fall, the
summer leaves
in autumn dress of
spiced ginger, crimson
and gold.
They fall
at the mere whisper
of a breeze
Letting go of all
they are
Becoming a coverlet
of rare beauty
In time
a counterpane
quilted with
spiderly handwork
embroidered with
earth's tears
dew and rain
becoming crystal
in the beckoning
of Stillness.
Let the forest
gather you up
Let your breath
be the rise and fall
of autumn mists
Let your heart
be the beat of
passing days
Let your spirit be
the song of the earth.
wordinthehand2014
