A Poem for February 2025

A Poem for February 2025

In the quiet hush of winter’s breath,
February whispers of life and death.
A month where dreams begin to form,
Yet shadows linger, soft and warm.

A lighthouse shines upon the sea,
Guiding hearts to where they’re free.
It calls to those who long to know,
The wisdom in both high and low.

Yet the tide within may twist and turn,
The heart may ache, the soul may yearn.
Boundaries blurred, desires untold,
Seeking love, both fierce and bold.

The gift of trust, so pure, so wise,
Holds the key to clearer skies.
In solitude, the seeker finds,
The voice that whispers through the mind.

Sensitivity in every breath,
The subtle thread of life and death.
Release, surrender, flow with grace,
Let fire and water find their place.

Transformation knocks so loud, so clear,
Embracing all we hold so dear.
But balance must be gently sown,
Or longing leaves us all alone.

To master self is to embrace,
The art of patience, love, and space.
The journey calls for courage, true,
To build, to break, to start anew.

So stand beneath the watchful light,
Let wisdom guide your steps aright.
In February’s quiet glow,
Find the strength to trust and grow.

Sat Nam.