27 December 2011

Solstice

Sun streams through the windows
at that early winter angle
and I, second cup in hand,
linger over words,
both written and unwritten.
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  1. JeannieDecember 27, 2011 at 8:15 AM

    Lovely words, Cathleen. I am there on that path, embracing the spirits of the wood.

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