Thinning

The veil thins and the season thins as well………

Rising energy draws the life force from all of nature;

Leaving behind the drained and withered shells of what was…..

Today, the spirits of nature are dying…………

Receding within before succumbing to the dark sleep;

Lending their energy to the Otherworld as the veil thins……

Tomorrow, the door to the Hall of Ancestors opens…..

Voices born upon the wind, spectral yet reassuring;

Drifting gently like leaves upon the currents……

Power shimmers from heaven and earth……….

The veil thins further…growing, stretching and becomes taught;

Almost to breaking, the time of high magick is here..don’t blink…

As with all things, nothing is permanent………..

The moment passes, soundlessly sliding back into shape;

Thickening, spiraling out like ripples on a pond………

With a silent sigh, all of nature relaxes…….

Easing into dark slumber, to flow upon it’s natural course;

Resting, gaining strength, contemplating the coming cycle…

© CatSister/LBolotin

10-30-07