WALK AND TALK
Listen carefully this night when past souls are about.
Ancestors gather, pause, become hushed for Samhain,
behind nothing as concrete as bolted doorways,
more like hovering at an invisible edge,
a filtering film between the unseen, the seen.
They await this dark cycle bundled with presents
of wisdom and love, only to be given out
if they hear our call: sometimes a desperate whisper,
other times a mantra-formal invocation,
even a few sincere alignments, like breathing
in deep harmony with those who have gone before.
The veil thins as they reach down to our stretching up.
We, in worldly guise, become instruments, self made,
finely honed to receive the entrusted knowledge
as great as our cup's capacity to retain.
Listen carefully this night as past souls roam about.
Kaaren Whitney
Samhain 2007
