Thoughts at the Turn of the Year… when the Sun Sits Still.
"Then Joshua said..."Sun, stand still".....Josh.10:22"
15.58pm
My thoughts begin with water in the rill
Full-ferned and moss-muddlied. There sits
A crow on the topmost level of
A bowing birch. Above it still the gibbous moon
Silver-sailing in a pale mourning sky.
The magi of mushrooms and
Pale greenness of lichen and I am
Mind-spinning at the turn of the tired old year.
There a gathering of shining starlings
Sitting slanted on an earthen roof and
Wood pigeons murmuring a pied-melody
Where trees scarlet and leaves tumble.
Sometimes there are assembling hours
And heaven beckons. Sometimes a glimpse
Of seedful poppies sinning in strawberry beds
Scattering feral banks on fecund land.
So here's to the "Long Moon"to the "Cold Night Moon" to the coming again of "The Light"
Here's to the yuletide log...and the family feasting...here's to love and kindness.
To all.
