Poem 349: 1/5/26; Light
Happy Beltaine!
Light
It's the start of summer
And yet my body is calling for rest
It's the height of the full moon
And yet my body is calling for rest
It's the lightest half of the year
And yet my body is calling for rest
And here I am
Finally listening
Not pushing, forcing and resisting what my body needs
Finally surrendering
And it feels so good
With love,
Becca x


