soulmates

by Linda S Barth

A Poem for the Winter Solstice

The wheel of the year turns.
Moment by moment
Darkness recedes,
Light flows forth.
The Holly King retreats
Banishing fear,
The Oak King returns
Nurturing hope.

The wheel of the year spins.
Season by season
At the peak of Yule
A miracle occurs.
Bleak, barren winter melts,
Breath by breath,
Darkness fades away in
Lush summer’s promise.

The wheel of the year flows
Unceasing, unwavering,
Each point on its orb
Ever bound one to the next.
Darkness, the bonded partner of light,
Light, invisible without its mate,
Eternally destined,
Existing together or not at all.
Like pleasure and pain
Love and hate
Joy and sorrow
Hope and despair
Birth and death.
Soulmates, conjoined
Inseparable, irrevocably
Breathing the same breath.
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The wheel of the year revolves.
And we learn, we know
There is no light without darkness
No beauty without beast.
As we emerge from the night,
So shall we enter it again.
As we seem to die,
So shall we be reborn.
The wheel of the year turns.