winter solstice

December 21, 2021

I woke up today and realized that this dream I’m living in — this dream— it is me. It has always been and always will be. Not a dream. Reality. The longest night begins this night. I am waiting for the sun to fall to watch the light fading. The late moonrise will let the stars shine so bright. I will dance and dance under the starlight. Moving through the field. Listening to the creek. Looking for the heron making its way at the end of this day. The longest night. The shortest day.

Tomorrow I will celebrate the rising of the sun. The movement of the Earth back towards light. The coming of spring. The beginning of everything. Again. Never ending.