The return of the light
We celebrated the winter solstice last week:
The longest night and shortest day.
Because from here on in
The light, no matter how muted, is returning.
As I walked in the lovely light of sunrise (8.30 am or so!),
I heard a loud screeching: it was the heron
Flapping its huge wings
As it flew off into the rainbow clouds,
Reminding me that now is the time to dream and hope.
For more dreamy skies, please visit: Skywatch.