Morning Walk

photo: Lily Whitehawk
photo: (c) Lily Whitehawk

 

Today as the world is waking

I walk through the cool clear possibility of morning

With the rounded moon above me

And golden-winged beauty fluttering in my open palm.

Translucent glow of failing butterfly wings

Alight with sunlight’s final kiss,

Delicate transparency of Luna

As she dies in surrender to her beloved Sol

Through all this birth and death and birth

Through all this delicate sorrowing joy

My breath my eyes my ears my heart my blood my bones

Carry me relentlessly

Toward my own reluctant Leaving

One Grace-filled stumbling step at a time.

I am the butterfly

I am the moon

I am the resurrected Light

I AM

(c) Lily Whitehawk

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Resurrection

 

Resurrection image: (c) Lily Whitehawk
Resurrection                                                                                                   image: (c) Lily Whitehawk

Glory song of sun and rain

Bud and blossom, bird and bee.

Sacred Grace dons glitter veils

of pollen ecstasy.

Spiraling through fragrant air

Igniting fires of wild desire

with rampant golden kisses.

And so begins the ancient Dance

 Raising dead with Holy breath

Resurrection dawning.

(c) Lily Whitehawk

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