Winter Solstice (by Wendy Andrew)

 

Feel Me now as Mother of Air.

Mine are the limitless skies and endless stars.

I am bird woman.

I lift your imagination and carry it on soft,

feathered currents to otherworlds.

I am bone woman.

I am the stillness between death and rebirth.

I am the stillness between breathing out and breathing in.

Rest in that pause.

Feel My presence

I am peace.