Through the Doorway of the Seasons
Autumn Birches
by Marilyn Greco
Through the doorway of the seasons,
we step we step,
we step between the worlds.
From Her harvest
gathering strength
to turn the wheel
toward Her dark, Her dark, Her dark.
In our heart remembering
the beat the beat the beat.
Night and day, lovers equal.
Body, spirit, braid in balance.
Summer empties,
summer empties
summer empties into Autumn.
©Susa Silvermarie 2004
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