winter solstice solace
these cold days in which
a veces, or, at times,
silence finds my cynicism
overwhelmed, overcome,
and in that wake, wonder.
rise up solstice-child, little me,
lay the grown-up self to rest,
reach out your hands.
( some context: three points of connection )
a veces, or, at times,
silence finds my cynicism
overwhelmed, overcome,
and in that wake, wonder.
rise up solstice-child, little me,
lay the grown-up self to rest,
reach out your hands.
( some context: three points of connection )
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i had something to say about your beautiful writings here, but it's not done percolating, i guess.
i will return.
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