My body is in line.
It is at its darkest point,
but only for a short time.
Not enough time for madness or temporary depression to
The darkest point is only a brief window of opportunity.
Opportunity for sadness, loneliness, falling out of love
and other states associated with the lack of light.
But before the opportunity can be taken, the shadows
The light becomes stronger,
pulling me toward it.
The warmth, the promise it holds.
And so I begin another cycle,
along with the animals, the plants, the oceans and winds
and all that feel this same pull.
I come into balance.
I begin again.
It is only December twenty-second and it is already
starting to feel like summer.
Ofelia Zepeda (born 1952), “The South Corner“, from the anthology Sisters of the Earth: Women’s Prose & Poetry about Nature. Lorraine Anderson, ed., 2nd edition, 2003.
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