This is my winter solstice poem for 2021
There is something
Real and magical
Between a breeze
And the top of a
Pool of water
An in between language
A pattern of symbols
Mandalas, ancient texts
It gets talking so fast
I don’t understand it all.
Then Silence as is now.
I wait
Beginning again
A rich diplomatic dialogue
Transcendence
Old time ancient rhymes.
Spirit moved across the face of the waters still…
How it moves upon the face of my waters
This ancient
Rogue tongue….
Breathe it in …
A constant story
For us all
rebuilding
renewing
Inspiring life to unfold …
An in-between place
I wait for the elves …
The Fay move …
stretch and turn.
– Hudley