Moon dust shines from afar,
captured in a moment too brief-
Solstice of Winter; a bright sparkling star,
barren branches always wither,
alleviate my poor senses, come hither,
and bring sincere relief.
Willows weeping under the moon,
all things of clarity gone too soon-
come find ease,
may my sorrow cease,
and sing me a soft lullaby tune.
Constellations mourn, and I am near,
they know not what they did wrong-
Solstice of Winter have no fear,
for I have been chosen to bring purity,
free you from all insecurity,
sing you a gentle lullaby song.
Crystalline falling stars, they collide,
as I hold all this deep anguish inside-
Come find ease,
may my sorrow cease…
for at least I know I’ve tried.
January 8th, 2018
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