Sunday, October 31, 2010

Silent Sermon Sunday

The Wheel turns.
The old year gives way to new,
The light fades, enhancing shades.
The Queen sighs, as the King dies.
We sit with her as she cries.
We remember love survives.
Changes come.
Old is undone.
We welcome the blessings of the New Year.
Samhain is here.
Blessed be.

Namaste' Till Next Time,


Eva Gallant said...

I liked that very much! "changes come, the old is undone."

Big Pissy said...

Oh, I liked that too!!!

Very nice!

Joanna Jenkins said...

Happy new year my friend.
xo jj

spottedwolf said...

It is a tough row to hoe when we feel unable to effect changes en masse.....and the irony is how we keep creating whether we're certain of outcome or not.

"the samhain fires burn the fields among our gathered crops"

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