16/12/2025
The vibe at Sacred Space this December
december entered
in an exhale,
the final sigh of a long year.
the trees laughed the last of their leaves,
the birds sang concluding song,
the flowers danced until their legs gave out.
and then one night,
while no one was looking,
the world slipped into a slumber.
we awoke
to all of nature dreaming.
but wait! i cried. will our gardens return? what will they grow? will my seasons be fertile?
the wold replied
in silence.
so i went inside,
pulled the covers over,
and joined the dream.
december is the season of dreaming, i heard.
rest, so that i can teach you.
~ Emory Hall
Thanks to Kirsty Stennerfor the beauty