Solstice

Lying in bed, watching the sunrise, on this last day, the shortest of days, the sky hued, magenta into lavendar, silhouetting the blackened bones of trees outside my window, I am blessed. This evening the sun will stand still before it begins its journey back to us (though of course it is we who stand still.. but for a moment).  I accept the invitation….. for quiet colors, for far seeing through stripped landscapes, for stillness, and awaiting the light.

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