Nigredo
Posted by Heather Blakey on April 3, 2008
Raven carried her ball of light into the sky,
so we no longer live in darkness.
The old self image must die
Death must precede the
Psychological revolution that is welling
the creative reorganization demanding to
Unblock the flow of psychic energy and
Give life new meaning
Into the cauldron Raven
Beautiful soul maiden gently places
Black seeds from my shadow
Black wormseed from my ego
to incubate, regenerate and
Facilitate rebirth
A beginning, the end
Dying to the senses, withdrawing
Voluntarily entering the dark inner world of the soul
at home in the darkness of suffering
Only in death is a greater thing born
Only within the darkness lie germs of recovery
kvwordsmith said
this is deep and dark – and worth the deep dive down to what may come next
pearlz said
I was so happy to see this legend in your poem I have read it to my children (: