Nostalgic Night

This poem was written in the winter of 2017, the morning after I watched each of my students walk a labyrinth as part of a traditional ceremony in Steiner schools. Each of my students held a candle in an apple that they had dipped for themselves. In silent darkness each one of them spiralled inward until they reached a middle candle. From it they lit their candle. Upon exiting the spiral they set their own lit candle along the spiral. After all the students completed the walk, a beautiful labyrinth of candles performed like a galaxy of stars. That night I dreamed of all my previous students that I’ve ever taught over the course of many years. In the early morning, the most prominent thing I remember from the dream was the feeling of joy I had at witnessing all their candles burning. I woke up and quickly jotted down this poem. It still gives me chills to think of it today. I’ve never shared this poem before except with a few colleagues of mine in San Francisco because I hold it close to my heart.

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