Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Mela Gaskins-Butcher's Evening

photo © Mark Butkus 2009
Evening in New York.

Our cities are lit
by our fear of the night
of the dark
with its cauldron
of stars

What we cannot contain
We erase from our hearts

Preferring
our universe
small

When evening descends
Enlarging our world
We send streetlamps
to mop up
the night

But the Soul finds its footing

in mystery

And in darkness
Is born
Into light


— Mela Gaskins-Butcher


Mela Gaskins-Butcher helps her friends heal in Barra de Navidad, Jalisco, Mexico through yoga and ayurveda. Mela also writes poetry when the universe aligns and we are honored to share her poetry for the first time within these pages. Evening is just the beginning of the journey.