What year has this been?
What bright star might foretell
future resolution, fears openly quelled,
goals of hope in sight?
Beacons, blessings of a night cold
yet comforting.  Season of light,
of ice and fire.
December 1, 2013
What year has this been?
Which pages of our story?
Battle wary, ready for rest, to shelter.
Close a solid door; enjoy the fire,
warm, reminiscent of
the peace we fight for.
May Winter’s light mark the way.
December 2, 2013
What year has this been?
To touch the river, become its flow,
turn toward a swirling sky from here below.
Travel broadens, expands the skein of us.
Doesn’t surely lead to trust nor lessen tension.
Still, to explore, add to what we all know,
the more we learn to question, to quest
instead of merely step by step progress.
December 3, 2013
What year has this been?
How did it once begin?
As open vista, faery games.
Wishes released to air in flames.
How might it end?
Cozy cocoa day with friends,
laughing into evening’s fade?
December 4, 2013
What year has this been?
When we all begin again
to resolve to evolve, to make a
better trade, more alive, less afraid
ready to dig in and build for blessing.
No prohibition, requirement of mission
denies desire’s essentiality to feed our flame.
December 5, 2013