2012.12.20 01:00 - no session

no session was recorded so eliza offers a poem...

WINTER SOLSTICE

by Rebecca Parker

Perhaps

for a

moment

the typewriters will

stop clicking,

the wheels stop

rolling

the computers desist

from computing,

and a hush will fall

over the city.
 

For an instant, in

the stillness,

the chiming of the

celestial spheres will be heard

as earth hangs

poised

in the crystalline

darkness, and then

gracefully

tilts.
 

Let there be a

Season -

when holiness is

heard, and

the splendor of

living is revealed.

Stunned to stillness

by beauty

we remember who we

are and why we are here.
 

There are

inexplicable mysteries.

We are not

alone.

In the universe there

moves a Wild One

whose gestures alter

earth's axis

toward

love.
 

In the immense

darkness

everything spins with

joy.

The cosmos enfolds

us.

We are caught in a

web of stars,

cradled in a swaying

embrace,

rocked by the holy

night,

babes of the

universe.
 

Let this be the

time

we wake to

life,

like spring wakes, in

the moment

of winter

solstice.