Yet to-be-known Child

 Blessed Christmas. May we bring new life and possibilities to birth in 2021

Yet-to-be-known Child

Winter day.

Yesterday’s fire grows cold.

I sit down next to myself,

breathe on dying ash

until coals heat

all the way down

to base of spine.

 

Wind comes up outside.

Inside embers stir, redden,

and ebb as canyon wind recedes.

 

I coach myself: 

Stay

in these moments that need concentration,

the fuel of attention to bring

the flame alive.

 

Do not stray.

The kindling needs breath, care.

 

Breathe in

Allow air flow out again

through all portals.

 

Solar plexus swells,

heart crackles,

chimney opens to sky

and calling currents.

Now fire begins to roar.

Doing done.

 

Relax. Receive.

Follow expansion, contraction,

movement snaking upwards—

embodied, muscled,

pushing through birth canal

a yet-to-be-known

child

 

enlivened

by spirit tongue

within.

©Diane Pendola 12-24-20