Winter Solstice
Walking carefully in the dark,
Up the gravel driveway.
Bumpy bits under my feet.
Want a path? No way!
I’m here to feel things as they are,
No help from path or lights.
Too feel the stillness and the dark,
On this cold, old night.
The longest night of the whole year
Has come around again.
I want to sense it’s presence full
Because I known not when
My life here in this living world,
Will come to an end.
Experience it fully, wholly,
Holy too I say.
I won’t be here tomorrow
But I may not go away.
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