12.21.2019

Winter Solstice


It’s easy to imagine
the coming darkness
that seems somehow closer
in bone season

Brittle like stones
or reaching branches
dunked in ice
praying for a little light

But imagine 
if we had the power
to breathe in darkness
breathe out light

Every
one


For Just One Last Word in the Imaginary Garden: IMAGINE
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