Hymn to the Nameless One
by Dorothy WaltersOriginal Language English
Now as the year swings down,
and the darkness encloses
even the smallest bird,
the largest animal,
and we too enter the hour
when everything is falling once more
into the twilight
of not knowing,
what we ask is that
you be with us,
not as a pillar of fire
nor a blaze across
the heavens,
but like water
at rest in a pitcher
which catches the morning light
and is filled
with its own radiance.
-- from The Ley Lines of the Soul: Poems of Ecstasy and Ascension, by Dorothy Walters |
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Now as the year swings down,
and the darkness encloses
even the smallest bird,
the largest animal,
and we too enter the hour
when everything is falling once more
into the twilight
of not knowing...
I love these quiet lines. Reading them, I can feel a winter evening settling in. I imagine silver twilight deepening into night, a world silenced by softly falling snow. And here I stand warm beneath my roof, bathed in electric light, but staring out the window into a world huge and dark, inviting me to step out into its engulfing mystery. Perhaps adventure stirs inside me and I wrap myself in a thick coat and step outside. Or maybe I don't move at all and invite that immense unknown into my searching eyes to see what stirs inside me.
what we ask is that
you be with us,
not as a pillar of fire
nor a blaze across
the heavens,
but like water
at rest in a pitcher
which catches the morning light
and is filled
with its own radiance.
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