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Change

The weatherman says it’s going to rain soon; my guy is making sure our garden is prepared and on my walk this morning I saw people busy re-tarring their roofs and cutting those branches precariously situated above power lines. The energy of change is loose in my world and summer’s heat has been chased into memory by the last few days’ crisp breeze.

What’s most fascinating to me about all this, though, is the light, and what is happening to it now that we’re moving into autumn.

Autumn

If a year were to be superimposed on one day, this season would be the first dawning of sunset, the beginning of twilight; my favorite time of the day. The colors are intensified, and the light soft, almost swollen.

Light

Earlier this year, during the Winter Solstice Dreaming ceremony I did with my dear friends Pele Rouge and FireHawk in the Santa Cruz mountains, I wrote this love poem to Light, which I found the other day and thought I would share with you here.

Comments

  1. hi amy

    we googled you so we could see how unaccomplished we are …. but even in our self-loathing you pull us up with your extraordinary poem about light.

    not sure whether we should say thank you or fuck you!

    actually, we are in awe!

  2. Gee. 🙂

    Given the choice, I’ll accept your thanks with gratitude, and invite you to write your own love poem… who or what would be your muse? Send it to me – I’d love to read it!

  3. I mentioned this love poem to Timothy Hume (an amazing artist who works with nature in some fascinatingly beautiful ways), and he sent in this particularly apt (given his work with doves) poem by an anonymous author from Tinos:

    THE LIGHT WAS TERRIFIED WHEN IT WAS ASKED TO LOVE THE DOVECOTES.

    IT SHOULD TOUCH THEM GENTLE.

    CARESS THEM QUIETLY

    SO AS NOT TO FRIGHTEN THE DOVES.

    THE TIME IS PASSING

    BUT THE DOVECOTES ARE STANDING STILL ON TINOS

    PROUD TO STARE AT THE TINIAN COUNTRYSIDE

    AND REMEMBER THEIR PLACE IN THESE GARDENS

    THE PEOPLES HISTORIES.

    THE DOVECOTE SHOUTS TO YOU;

    IF YOU ARE UNABLE TO DREAM

    WALK QUICKLY, AND GO AWAY.

    DREAMERS, FARMERS AND ARTISTS LOOK UPON THE DOVECOTES SWEETLY

    FOR THERE IS MUCH THAT MUST BE LEARNED

    THE DOVECOTES KNOW LOVE.

    TEACH WISDOM WITH THEIR ARCHITECTURE

    AND LIKE PAINTERS

    PLAY WITH THE LIGHT AND SHADOWS

    THEY DARE BECAUSE THEY TOO ARE ARTISTS,

    KNOWING THE WAYS OF EARTH AND SKY

    NOURISHING BOTH BODY AND SOUL.

    THE DOVECOTES REPLENISHED THE EARTH WITH PEACE.

    AND HELP YOU REMEMBER YOUR PLACE IN THE COUNTRY.

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