I’ve suffered, for many years, with a sunlight deficiency condition… It leaves me fatigued and prone to depression – especially during the winter months. This poem visits some of my feelings at the turning of the year from Summer to Autumn and Winter, my resolve to embrace the seasons and to impute sunshine and warmth to my life, even during the heart of the Dark. Harvest As the days shrink and the nights invade the space where they should be, I will reach back to the heart of Summer and bring, cradled in my heart, a single Solstice Sunbeam. I will grow it, nurture it, feed it with candles and fragrant oils from tropical flowers, Yoga-stretch it and clothe it in colour until, in the depths of Winter’s ink-black gaze, I reach my arms wide, laugh aloud and with the power of equatorial days, blaze; my spirit bright, defy the night and with Spring in my heart and Summer in my belly, remove the season’s bushel and shin...
Women's Spiritual Poetry