Wednesday, December 09, 2020

Born of December


          

In the remoteness winter brings

the sound of the fire in the grate

soothed us like the sound of the sea


We stayed in the woods

separate together without speaking

in the comfort of each other 

'til the ground was brighter than the sky

and the trees stood on their shadows

long on the snow in the moonlight


And the morning twilight

and the evening twilight

made the whole day.