Michaelmas Time

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Michaelmas time, Michaelmas time!
Time is turning under the plough.
Under the stars, under the signs,
the ploughman toils with deep furrowed brow.
He turns his thoughts against the cold,
buries his fears ‘neath earth’s deep mould:
frost, like fire, burns white on its blade
of his iron share that red fire made.

I love this time of year. I love the chance to plant morsels of dreams and hope. I love working through the difficult times, tucking them safely away in my heart, allowing them to marinate and transform into the bright blossoms of possibility and clarity. Especially now, as we ready for the deepness of winter, and spring is but a faint glimmer on the other side...I honor my struggle.