Build up season

time space

now future past

snatches moments gathered

death breath cry

troubles Yule solstice ritual

fire earth sky rain

art on ground

is ground

come and go

fill up

die

half a year from stop to stop

same fiery ball flying through the galaxy at speed

we spiral our perspective

creative rites around a minute celestial wobble

making meaning of every breath

awakening solstice has returned

understanding

stopped to ‘see’

filled with gifts not yet delivered.

foggy distance

lost in time

like dream connections quietly woken

quagmire dripping

marching on

they can not know themselves

for fear of dying

for fear of dying

Relics from the future……