The shortness of the day
The bleak midwinter gray
Glints of light
fall
from the tip of the icicle
To the hard earth
pooling and collecting, they lay.
Winter Solstice
musing – dreaming – writing
musing – dreaming – writing
The shortness of the day
The bleak midwinter gray
Glints of light
fall
from the tip of the icicle
To the hard earth
pooling and collecting, they lay.
