Light on the Page

Where Stars Have Dropped Their Light and Angels Spoken

The darkness of the year invites you to the moment of birth. I don’t say rebirth because it’s something that has never happened before. To say that it is the moment of your birth in light is different from saying that it is the rebirth of the light. It’s the reason why you go towards it with the utmost feeling. Your birth in light is an event that only happens once but holds good for all time. To reach it you have to lay aside the skin you were born in, the milk which nourished you, the mind you had made up in so many ways by the time you were grown. It is a peeling off, which is very hard. There can be no other aim than to become the being of light on earth who touches every darkness that he finds. And will you gain the life he holds in trust, without a murmur at the dying light you’ve lived by since you first were formed from dust? Will you come with me to that hour of night?

What will you take with you? There is nothing worth carrying from this life unless it is a token of the unblemished birth you’ll win by stopping where stars themselves have dropped their light, where angels have spoken. Therefore bring your first uncolored heart and leave behind the dark of storeyed days – the path leads from an unencumbered start and veers through love by many frozen ways.

Hour of Night

Will you go with me to the hour of birth,

to lay aside our skins, our milk, our minds,

and be alone the being of light on earth

who touches every darkness that he finds?

And will you gain the life he holds in trust

without a murmur at the dying light

you’ve lived by since you first were formed from dust?

Will you come with me to that hour of night?

Ways

And there is nothing worth the carrying

with you from this life that will not token

unblemished birth you’ll win by tarrying

where stars have dropped their light, angels spoken.

So bring with you your first uncolored heart

and leave behind the dark of storeyed days -

the path leads from an unencumbered start

and veers through love by many frozen ways.

Best wishes, today,

Landar

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