Sunday, February 24, 2008

Mid winter

The days are short; dark comes so quickly now dropping like a curtain over the window of the sky. Dark and cold crouch like predators around the house: seeking the light and warmth, scritching at the windows, tapping against the panes, looming eve present until dawn...
Even then there is no guarantee of light. Or warmth. Morning is so indistinct this time of year. The grayness is merely a brightening of the night. The days remain shadowy and gloomy making even the presence of one candle a matter of rejoicing; a fireplace shines as bright as Mecca inducing us all to worship ancient light.

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