Woodlights Woudlicht

In the death of this being

moss and lichen are growing

slowly but surely, but surely too slow

for this impatient one

the few touches of light bring life to existence

and still 

yet still

the darkness expands

holding the stars hidden in the crevices of time

all the while

the dying sets in

slowly but surely

giving life

to the wild ones

that will remind

one and all

of the free

°Woodlights Woudlicht

From the depths of time

into the transmutation of the infinite dawn

to align with the reverberation

echoing in your soul

for this is the end

and the beginning

of the stories you whisper unto yourself

in resonance 

with the love that heals

all

°Woodlights Woudlicht

At the still point of the unseen
seek for the transformers of existence
into abundance of healing
measuring the illusion of scarcity
into nothingness
fly along with them
and ground the very soul of you
along the lines of the sun
touching base
manifesting what you brought from eons gone
°Woodlights Woudlicht