A Waltz Among the Autumn Leaves II

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the surrendered dancers
coupled in nature’s rite
destined to become one
with Earth and Sun
and come to know
all the intimate seasons
of their celestial lovemaking

waking from a winter’s dream
the tender Earth yearning
for the rousing touch
of the burgeoning Sun
slowly pirouettes
within the circle
of my arms
turning all the contours
of her resplendent body
though the steady grasp
of my caressing hands
aching now
as the flush of spring
life beneath the surface
urgent to blossom

the breathless gasp
of flowers unfolding
to move through her
as slowly
as the electric Sun
on a long summer’s day
across the arching sky
drawing the folds
of every petal
at they trace the Sun’s
measured path
upon her undulating body

and then ardent autumn
at the climax of the rite
exclamations of color
vibrant intensity
pulsating through her landscape
then, once more, release
of sanguine cascade
and so the dance
begins again
hand in hand, arms encircling
play afore
the sweet surrender
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image from:
http://s655.photobucket.com/user/soulphyre/media/spirit_elements.jpg.html

The Last Robin Sings

Robin calling song
from the melting days of march
when spring was a mere promise
upon the breath of the earth
and faith trusted the world would thaw
a single voice raised
in the darkness before the dawn
harbinger, sign, and symbol
building to a resounding chorus
of countless courting voices
caroling the song
of the eternal recurrence
that warmth, and life, and love
returns

now, in the fading days of summer
warmth slowly, inexorably
seeping from the earth
time has run out
to nest, to brood, to hatch, to fledge
too late to raise another clutch
the cherished song of spring
on this unheralded morning
that no one observes
ends

a far cry
the first robin of spring
the last robin of summer
sings his last song
that is known only
by its absence
the deafening chorus
now silenced
tomorrow’s dawn
will have no voice
to proclaim its glory
the transmigration begins
as that thing with feathers
soon flies to warmer
and more heavenly climes
until

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picture at top from:

http://lansingwbu.blogspot.com/2013/05/robin-song-in-urban-jungle-starts.html

8 Sacred Directions ~ Invocation

With the Summer Solstice upon us, I thought that I would share my invocation again…

Ethereal Nature

Wheel - shield

seasons-wheelWheel of the Year

The cross-quarter day of Beltain is upon us. For those who might like to give some ritual attention to this day, I thought I would share my personal invocation of the directions that I have developed over the years. While it is fairly idiosyncratic, it does contain some familiar refrains that others will recognize…

We invoke you, Spirit of the North

You who rules the cusp between endings and beginnings,
bless us with the gift of Conception.

In the dark of midnight,
bless us with the magic of Intention.

In the cold of Winter,
bless us with Purification.

We honor you in the feast of Yule Tide,
the Winter Solstice,
the moment when one cycle ends and another begins.

Thank you for the gift of Faith:
~ Faith that the light will return after the dark.
~ Faith that warmth will return after the cold.
~ Faith that life will return after death.

Aho…

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8 Sacred Directions ~ Invocation

 

Wheel - shield

seasons-wheelWheel of the Year

Another holy day of the Earth is upon us. For those who might like to give some ritual attention to this day, I thought I would share my personal invocation of the directions that I have developed over the years. While it is fairly idiosyncratic, it does contain some familiar refrains that others will recognize…

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the North

You who rules the cusp between endings and beginnings,
bless us with the gift of Conception.

In the dark of midnight,
bless us with the magic of Intention.

In the cold of Winter,
bless us with Purification.

We honor you in the feast of Yule Tide,
the Winter Solstice,
the moment when one cycle ends and another begins.

Thank you for the gift of Faith:
~ Faith that the light will return after the dark.
~ Faith that warmth will return after the cold.
~ Faith that life will return after death.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the Northeast

You who guides the unseen growth within the womb,
bless us with the gift of The Quickening.

In the Colors of the Dawn,
bless us with the gift of Expectation.

In the first hint of the Thaw,
bless us with the Promise of the new growth.

We honor you in the Feast of Imbolc,
as the days lengthen
and the gestating life kicks within the womb.

Thank you for the gift of Hope:
~ Hope that our prayers will be answered.
~ Hope that our intentions will come to pass.
~ Hope that our desires will be fulfilled.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the East 

You who attends the emergence of new life,
bless us with the gift of Birth and Rebirth.

In the golden embers of the Rising Sun,
bless us with New Beginnings.

In the blush of Spring Time,
bless us with the gift of Germination.

We honor your in the Feast of Ostara,
the Spring Equinox,
as vitality returns to the world.

Thank you for the gift of Joy:
~ Joy that the darkness has past.
~ Joy that a new day has begun.
~ Joy that our paths have become clear.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the Southeast 

You who shepherds the child,
bless us with the gift of Nurturing.

In the light of the Climbing Sun,
help us to Kindle our Desires.

In the Mild Days of Summer,
bless us with spirit of Cultivation.

We honor you in the Feast of Beltaine,
amidst playfulness and sensuality inspired by fragrant blossoms.

Thank you for the gift of Passion:
~ that we may be Passionate in living.
~ that we may be Passionate in loving.
~ that we may be Passionate in learning

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the South

You who urges the youth from the nest,
bless us with the gift of Fledging.

In the brilliance of the Sun at its Zenith,
give us with Drive to pursue our goals.

In the heat of Midsummer,
bless us with the gift of Flourishing Life.

We honor you in the Feast of Litha,
at the Summer Solstice,
at the height of the sun’s outpouring
of light and warmth and energy.

Thank you for the gift of Determination:
~
Determination to overcome fear.
~ Determination to overcome obstacles.
~ Determination to become who we are.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you Spirit of the Southwest

You who leads us into adulthood,
bless us with the gift of Maturation.

In the shimmer of the Afternoon Sun,
bless us with the gift of Reflection.

In the Dog Days of Summer,
bless with the gifts of First Fruits.

We honor you in the feast of Lammas,
the Loaf-Mass,
as the wheat fields are shorn
and stacked into sheaves.

Thank you for the gift of Recognition:
~ Recognition of who we are.
~ Recognition of our calling.
~ Recognition of our place in the world.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the West

You who escorts us into old age,
bless us with the gift of Elderhood.

In the glow of the Setting Sun,
bless us with the gift us Fulfillment.

In the glory of Autumn,
bless us with the gifts of the Great Harvest.

We honor you in the Feast of Mabon,
the Autumnal Equinox,
as we celebrate our Abundance.

Thank you for the gift of Wisdom:
~ Wisdom from all of that we have witnessed.
~ Wisdom from all that we have done.
~ Wisdom from all that we have been.

Aho. So may it be.

 

We invoke you, Spirit of the Northwest

You who ushers us unto death,
bless us with the gift of Transition.

In the dusk of Twilight,
we give our Gratitude.

In the chill of the First Frost,
bless us with the gift of Plowing Under.

We honor you in the Feast of Samhain,
as you open the Veil between the Worlds .

Thank you for the gift of Surrender:
~ Surrendering our pain.
~ Surrendering our attachments.
~ Surrendering our lives.

Aho. So may it be.

 

Spirit of the North

Within you the wheel of the year is complete.
Each ending is a new beginning.

Within the cusp of one cycle and the next
you bring a moment of time-out-of time
To weave our intentions
into the fabric of the future.

Aho. Aho. Aho.

 

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Embedded within each of the invocations are 8 different cycles, all of which have correspondences with each other. Even though a cycle is a seamless continuum, there are distinct, identifiable phases during each cycle. The invocation honors those phases.

The invocations are built with a parallel structure ~ here is the order in which the 8 cycles appear in each invocation:

Directional cycle
Biological cycle
Daily cycle
Manifestation cycle
Seasonal cycle
Agricultural cycle
Holy Day / Ritual Feast cycle
Psychological/Emotional cycle

For some purposes this invocation may be too long and too formal in tone, so I invite you to have fun with with this and adapt as you see fit. Make it your own by subtracting what doesn’t resonate, and adding phrases that fit your sensibilities.

The images of the wheel of the year at top are from the following websites, which will provide more information on the wheel of the year and 8 earth rituals.

http://wyldestonecottage.blogspot.com/p/wheel-of-year.html
http://stonefireblog.com/2013/03/23/wheels-of-sacred-harmony/
http://www.telp.com/helppagan2.htm

The Way the Earth Follows the Sun…

Earth follows the sun

Follow Spirit, the way the Earth follows the Sun…
Revolving, revolving, eternally revolving around the light,
but measuring the distance of your circumsteller orbit,
lest you forsake the fountains of living waters.

Planets wandering too far soon become frozen, barren worlds,
lose their tether of gravity, and drift into eternal darkness.
Planets wandering too near soon become scorched, barren worlds,
succumb to gravity, and meet their maker before their time.

* * *

Follow Spirit, the way the Earth follows the Sun…
Turning, turning, eternally turning upon your own axis
but gauging the duration of your days and nights,
lest you forsake the fountains of living waters.

Cycling between activity and rest,
All the facets of your life must face the light of day.
Languish too long in darkness, they wither from inattention.
Languish in too long sunshine, they wilt from over exposure.

* * *

Follow Spirit, the way the Earth follows the Sun…
Tilting, Tilting, eternally Tilting at your own dispositions
but metering the rhythm and reason of your seasons,
lest you forsake the fountains of living waters.

Inclining to the bent of your own character,
but alternating focus upon the hemispheres of your soul
for that which is left in shadow, becomes your shadow.
Balance is achieved in wheel of the year.

* * *

Follow Spirit, the way the Earth follows the Sun…
Revolve around the light in life-sustaining orbit.
Turn upon your axis, giving energy to all the facets of your life
Tilt towards the changing inclinations of your soul.
Establish your habitation upon the solar plane.

 

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My apologies for the didactic tone of this poem; I’m not really comfortable with it. But I wanted to explore this metaphor, and this is what came out. As with my other poems, this one is still a work in progress.

My other working title was: The Habitable Zone ~ which explains the recurring refrain about water…

From Wikipedia:

In astronomy and astrobiology, the circumstellar habitable zone (CHZ) (or simply the habitable zone), colloquially known as the Goldilocks zone, is the region around a star within which planetary-mass objects with sufficient atmospheric pressure can support liquid water at their surfaces.[1][2] The bounds of the CHZ are calculated using the known requirements of Earth’s biosphere, its position in the Solar System and the amount of radiant energy it receives from the Sun. Due to the importance of liquid water to life as it exists on Earth, the nature of the CHZ and the objects within is believed to be instrumental in determining the scope and distribution of extraterrestrial life and intelligence.