Bodypsalm for Winter Solstice
“The queen’s chair” by Dobee Snowber
Sit on the mat
of your own imperfections
constellations of longing
brew beneath winter
the ripe darkness
You are not separate
from the earth’s spinning
she is within your cells
calling forth tenderness
from tissues of vulnerability
Listen in the shadow
embrace the disruptions
attend in the unknown
here is a companion
The stars of your own turning.
Tags: constellations, contemplative, darkness, embodiment, heart, listening, shadow, vulnerability, winter solstice
I love these Celeste – the imagery makes my imagination swirl into creative possibilities, my fingers twitch for pen and paper! And I want to move word into being.