Today is the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year, the point when the light begins to come back. And on this day of light, here is an ode to the lovely light of December, the many chinks of brightness it has offered.
Winter Afternoon, Early December - Tom Montag
The grey lid has been
lifted off the day.
Sun spills everywhere—
on snow, on house, on
me at the window.
No wind in the willow,
no birds in bare branches,
no sadness in the absence.
Only the shine, instead,
the spin and dalliance
of every amazing
particular thing
in the long, the lovely
the almost perfect light.
Beautiful, simple but loaded for the senses picking up rays of sunlight to focus on the 'haves' and not on 'have nots'. Really enjoyed reading it. Sarabjeet
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