Through The Dark

Through The Dark

Samhain is over now. One night a year
The normal world outside my door departs;
Retires to the wings, the stage left clear
For actors to appear: the play can start.

Undead hordes come lurching by the dozen
With jack-o’-lanterns shining out their light,
And on their heels the cackling of a coven:
Witches trick-or-treating through the night.

This celebration marks the passing summer,
The seasons’ change: arrival of the dark.
Now the harvest’s gathered, hear the drummer
Slow the beat that tells life’s primal heart.

Feel the vital pulse’s change of tempo,
And light the fires to keep the ice at bay.
With Yule will come the turning of the corner,
When sun returns with growing strength each day.

That’s when the frozen world begins to quicken
As life is reawakened from its sleep.
Despite the thin veneer of modern living,
Our connexion with this land is old and deep.

Whether you still dance around the Maypole,
Or set the bonfires blazing at Beltane,
When Sumer is icumen in the rhythm
Of nature’s bold arousal strikes your brain.

2 thoughts on “Through The Dark

  1. For some reason this poem gave me chills. I think it is because it is so beautiful. I especially loved: "Despite the thin veneer of modern living, our connexion with this land is old and deep." This poem resonates with the soul of the season.


  2. That's such a lovely response, Bird. Makes the struggle I had composing this piece feel well worthwhile.It started out being about a bridge existing between the spirit world and ours for just one night a year, but my cloud of thoughts wouldn't coalesce into any kind of shape for so long… and then I must have found the right few seeds around which it crystallized and grew into this poem.


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