<html aria-label="message body"><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;"><div dir="auto" style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space; font-size: 22px;"><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Celtic Time Begins In Darkness</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Listen.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">What happens in the darkness matters.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">It’s rest</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">then motion,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">and not the other way around.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">First rest,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> then nourish,</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> then move. The darkness</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">informs the light. The light</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">is not bright preface to exhaustion. The night</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">is not mere sequel to the day.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">So let me rest now</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">through the bruised velvet hours.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">Let me rest</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">as the night figures prowl.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I will listen</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">with my sleeping body.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I will say welcome.</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">I will enter into</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">this startling fullness</span><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;">called my life.</span><br><br><span style="white-space: pre-wrap;"> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Amy Elizabeth Robinson</span></div></body></html>