Solstice
The Darkness
isn't meant to consume you
or to be consumed.
No matter how many lights you hang,
it will persist,
drawing us into a dreamlike state
of remembering,
reflecting,
and resting.
It invites us to consider the possibility
that we are asleep
and that we can awaken.
Transforms the space,
blurring the lines,
We are led
into our hearts,
Into the intimacy of our pain.
This is a rite of passage—
to feel fully,
To grieve and laugh at the same moment.
This is the gift.
Slow down.
Let the mist fill your lungs;
Exhale stars.
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