Silent Night, Holy Night

Silent Night, Holy Night

 Sunday, December 20, 2009 at 7:40am

This poem was provided to us by @Charles Edmonson, who found it on http://www.blackheartferi.com/madpoetics

 

Silent Night, Holy Night was read aloud as part of this year's Yule Ritual. Enjoy! If you were unable to make it to this ritual, but plan on coming to Imbolc, please meditate on this poem and think of what you are calling into being at Yule this year. Make that thing a part of you for the next 6 weeks. At Imbolc, we will write down what you have created and send it into the cosmos. What you created will then return to you at Ostara.

If you have any questions, please contact BrightWater (512.989.0539 or 512.567.1465).

With love and blessings,
BrightWater (Jen Harlan)
jen.c.harlan@gmail.com
hillcountrygrove@gmail.com

Silent, Holy Night.

From the Depths of Darkness come Wisdom, Power, Surrender
From the Depths of Her Womb come Innocence, Power, Will

Ssssshhhhh. Be still

And hear Her calling in the silence
The birth cries ring through the longest hours
Across the generations of Time
The wide starlit expanse of heaven
The density of earth

Ssshhhhh. Hold on.

The womb/world/skies contract
Rippling
Rigid
Unbearable

Ssshhhhh. Breathe. Open.

And puuuuuuuuuuusssssssshhhhhh hhh

Through
Into the arms of Darkness.
Slippery, innocent, blinded by our own light.
We are Her hand-maidens
And Birth Givers ourselves.
We mid-wife the coming of the Light Bearer.
And we too, are Bearers of Light.
The Darkness of Night
Endings into Beginnings
The brightness of Noon
Silence and Song
Laughter into tears
Lover and Beloved
Mother and Child.

Ssssssshhhhhhhh.

Sleep.
In heavenly
Peace.

Rise up

And greet the Newborn Dawn
Light
Lugh
Lu
Luscious

Sila.