Episode 7: Words Cast for Two

Hi everyone, I hope you’re doing as well as you can be. This poem is our last of 2023, and because we didn’t have a submission for today, I wanted to write something that will carry you through the next few weeks. Many of us are venturing into and/or celebrating various holidays, and this poem offers a reminder—for you and me—that whatever we feel amid this season, is well within its right to need space. The season is rich, but not just with joy. 

I’ll share it with you now:

Be still love, I’ll say.

When we listen, all will be

felt and is okay.

Now feel dearest one,

exactly where you are now.

Touch, taste, smell, see, hear.

Even rage, stress, hurt

while the raw rye rises ripe. 

Even forlorn, lost.

Feel those energies

within the bravest spirit.

I believe it’s yours. 

When you can’t believe,

hear this spell spoken for two—

faith held just for you.

Breathe the words in. What do they make you feel or think? How did they connect with your senses? What colours or symbols did you notice? What meaning did you draw? Metaphors? Interpretations? Clarity? Messages?