Tuesday, December 21, 2010

The Darkest Night

It is here.  The longest night.  The word solstice is derived from the latin sol, which means, "Sun" and sistere, which means, "to stand still."  This year, I feel in equilibrium with the darkness, and one of my favorite poems comes to mind: 

To Know the Dark

To go in the dark with a light is to know the light.

To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,

and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,

and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.”

- Wendell Berry

from “To Know the Dark”, Farming: A Handbook

(Harcourt Brace, 1970)


juglans said...

I love me some Wendell Berry! Thanks for sharing...

Miss Val's Creations said...

Beautiful poem! ~Val

Flavia said...

I like to listening it from you!

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julia moore said...

Colleen, I was touched deeply to hear that Bronwyn died. I am glad that I met her. The way you are sharing and processing her loss is sweet and wise. I am honored to hear your stories about how you are coping...how you are letting her go and yet keeping her spirit's light burning bright. That is a delicate dance. You are learning the steps.

Colleen MacDonald said...

Thank-You, Julia. I was so glad that you got to meet her, and that she got to meet you. I hope to re-connect with you again soon.