This Winter Night

[Editor's Note: Earlier this week during one of my nightly jaunts to do some chores outside, I was captivated by my surroundings in a way I hadn't felt before. It's been a long time since I wrote -- and shared so quickly -- poetry. I hope it can deliver a sense of what I experienced.]

The cold –
piercing shiver of solitude
Riding the back of the bitter wind
it impales with feelings of frailty
The night –
enveloping velvet black simplicity
Swift softness of its caressing touch
so quick to calm this burdened brow
The stars –
cascading cosmic hailstorm of divine light
Holes to the heavens give the spirit glimpses
into that which unites us with All
Lay with me. Cover me. Deliver me back to my true Self.


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