OUR WINTER SHADOW

             by Riverdave Owen

Rose Heart Sufi Imbolq Celebration

          Groundhog’s Day 2012

Why is it that I feel I must

Head south in winter’s fast

Is my own shadow such a fright

I cannot face my past?

Did not the Holy Family

Turn south in winter’s sting

In Egypt find a refuge from

The shadow of their king?

The humble groundhog cannot fly

Nor join a caravan

But simpy checks the weather out

Then heeds his master plan.

And so may we who honor life

On this auspicious day

Examine our own long shadow

And not be lead astray !