on the Solstice, December 2019
“five” by pappyfoundacamera is licensed under CC BY 2.0
Bearing only a sliver of light
so I might know I adressed
the sky at all, I asked:
Why must there be more black night?
"So I may replenish
the color of crow feathers,
that wolves may know when to sing,
that the moon might cast
a reflection in black water
and know that it is beautiful.
Should you gaze
into another's pupils,
the place casting no reflection,
you may know all things with eyes
are twinned and share the color
of this gift I bring today."
Wild, Abandoned 