For those who have enjoyed my prose, here is a sample of my poetry--one day late for the Winter Solstice .
Winter Solstice
As we gather tonight, the longest of the year
We wait expectantly for light to reappear
Burning candles to recall days of greater duration
To see returning light is our anticipation.
Where has it gone? We ask while on this plane
We gather closer as we watch the daylight wane.
This season is the Advent of the time to be
When we will live in light perpetually.
We come from light, we are the light
The darkness now may take its flight.
It is an illusion of this incarnation
This human corner of creation.
We praise the Creator, giver of light
On this brilliant winter solstice night.
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