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