Winter Solstice Poem: “Seed Pods”

Poem © 2016 by Joyce Mason

We’re winter seed pods

closing in on ourselves.

turning inward by instinct:

tightly concentrated essences
 gathering energy
waiting to regenerate

at the Vernal Equinox.

Till then we hang like bulbs

on the holiday tree

symbolic of peace and joy

yet often feeling neither

as the things that bother us

bubble up for reckoning.

Be gentle with yourself.

Be Santa to yourself,

a beloved

confessor or shaman.

For insights and peace come

from new perceptions

new viewpoints

born of temporary discomfort
your most authentic self

turned upside down

hanging in the dark.

~~~

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