Now waning, now waxing

Just a note from a short midwinter stroll.


Darkness reigns
Shrouds this dawn walk
Crisp crescent moon
Accompanies this bright morning star
Startled Robin’s song
Splits this stillness

Frost rimed holly leaves
Glossy on this tree
The crunch of frosted leaves
Beneath these feet
The caw of that distant crow
These things lift this heart

This everchanging journey
Its uncertain path fraught
Resolves in each such moment
As peace, joy and love
Only be here
And this you will know



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