End Of Winter Poems

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Sometimes when the world feels really heavy (the end of Winter perhaps, or the world in chaos of greed and division) a poem or two will stand out as a beacon of hope, a glimmer of what may still be possible. Here is one such poem:

IT’S STILL POSSIBLE by David Whyte

It’s still possible to fully understand

you have always been the place

where the miracle has happened:

that you have been since your birth,

the bread given and the wine lifted,

the change witnessed and the change itself,

that you have secretly been, all along,

a goodness that can continue

to be a goodness to itself.

It’s still possible in the end

to realize why you are here

and why you have endured,

and why you might have suffered

so much, so that in the end,

you could witness love, miraculously

arriving from nowhere, crossing

bravely as it does, out of darkness,

from that great and spacious stillness

inside you, to the simple,

light-filled life of being said.

Or, how about this poem, as it speaks to the emerging energy of Spring:

When I speak of the soft

and slow and small,

I do not speak of the sluggishness

of apathy,

the stolidness of stagnation,

or of dreams solidifying into clumps

of the undone.

I tell of the kind of slowness,

the small, soft magics

that allow insight to blossom

and inspiration to thrive,

the quiet spaces

in the margins

that encourage deep reflection

and the nourishment that soaks

right through you

to settle in your bones,

refueling, refreshing, refilling

and restoring

that which you may have thought was lost,

parched,

or forgotten.

The time to simmer with promise,

to steep in your own knowings,

to patiently, tenderly

let a new understanding unfold

and a new map uncurl

from the uncharted,

unexplored terrain

you carry within.

I speak of space to hear the whispers,

to taste the longings,

and to greet the truth.

A life small enough

to hold

you.

~Brigid’s Grove~

I hope you take a moment to let these poems sink in as welcome energy shifts, if needed. Go gentle with yourself as we leave February behind.

Sending you blessings as March begins and we weave our way toward the Equinox, ushering in more light and warmth.

Wishing you a peaceful and transformative week ahead. 

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