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at the winter solstice
To dispel all darkness,
all heaviness.
Let there be waxing,
toward all things
lightening,
all things humanizing.
Let the world turn back
to itself anew;
the stopping sun
return back aglow;
hope burn hot
and bright
in eager hearts.
Let us, as Nature’s
creations, remember
its sacredness,
and bring to life
and each other
the great sparks of soul
that shoot and shimmer
within our earthliness.
Colin Goedecke
at The Loantaka Brook
Morristown, New Jersey
December 21st, 2016
Snowfall
It powders down
onto the heads and shoulders
of men, houses, and horses,
whitens the teeth
of picket fences,
lathers the bristled faces
of Northern forests.
It boughs down
to the outstretched arms
of trees, tongues of children,
the folded wings of sleeping owls.
Confettis down
past millions
of living room, bedroom,
office, train windows,
seen and unseen.
Swirls down
in great silence,
eloquence;
with pure, hushing,
comforting presence.
©Colin Goedecke
January, 2014
by Central Park
New York City