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Newgrange

 

Only for a short while

do the soft sunbeams 

penetrate the heart of mystery;

Shafts of silver luminescence

flood the cool timeless rock

of ancient worlds.

Midwinter morn here at last,

pale sunlight birthing itself

into joyful radiance;

poised exquisitely this beloved day

to wash the walls of my soul

with streams of golden foam.

After a year of solemn darkness

the deep carvings of the old ones

burst into the Now;

at last illuminated

by the sweeping generosity 

of your love ~

The inner chambers of my heart

overflowing

with gratitude

and silent celebration.

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