I pause to wonder
quietly why the path
to Advent is so dark
and darkening
as the world moves
in its own rhythms
bringing more and more
layers of darkness toward solstice
what is darkness
absence of light
does it have its own
properties; its own fullness
I stand in it and look for
what darkness provides me
a sense of wholeness
independent from others
a sense of self that fills
up a space but one that
has mystery and I can barely
see; that self
is not even quite there…
selfless
the moon rises creating
moon shadows
the coyotes yap their
response to the darkness
how do I respond
what is my yap
Do I want to move out
of this darkness that shields
me into the light of the city
or is the moon enough
will the light I seek dispel the darkness
or make it more profound
more necessary
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