Silence – A Winter Poem

by Kirsten Ivatts | Dec 31, 2020 | Poetry

I love silence. Not just when meditating, but when sitting alone, or lying in bed.

Last night I sat at our spare bedroom window, which was wide open to a very cold and frosty night. There is a hill behind us, arable land, where deer roam on their way to woodland, pheasants and partridge mingle with rooks, crows and squawking seagulls. Once I spotted a hare, though that is a rare sight. Above it all red kite circle, and at night its the hunting ground of tawny owls.

The sky was clear, December 30th 2020…the year no one expected, the year I will always think of as the Chaotic Awakening. It was a full moon and the stars were only visible out of the bright light, that wonderful, atmospheric, magical white blue light of a winter moon. (more…)