Season of Light

upon black mountains
dark storm breaks open, spills out
snowy streams of light

It seems that every holiday event I've attended thus far has focused on light. I think it says something about humanity that we all (and by all, I mean major religions that my friends observe) find in this dark season a reason to celebrate light. Of course, I know that it isn't the same, cold December the world over, and certainly not in the places where the faiths of which I speak originate, but maybe what we really yearn for, what we really celebrate this time of year is more metaphorical.

Perhaps people gathering together to light a small candle against the darkness around them would do a whole lot of good.




PS: Look guys! I posted something! Crazy. Happy midwinter holiday of choice.

Cleaning Out a Desk Haiku

in waves like the sea
the typhoon tells me to go
it lifts me away


Date of original version unknown. I had written this down on a scrap of paper and forgotten about it. Talk about your "found poetry." I guess moving is good for some things. Yesterday I found an Old Navy gift certificate for 25$ from my sister and her (now ex-) fiance, so I now have a cardigan and a tshirt on the way. At 4:15 this morning the fire alarms in my building went off, and I had to wait outside in the cold while the Housing staff and the firefighters deliberated over whether or not there was a fire until 5, reminding me that I should have slept in my new room last night instead. I think somebody's trying to hurry me out of here. They're luring me, too. I found an excellent, ancient sewing machine by the trashcans on my new floor. It weighs 30 pounds, but I think it might actually work. Who knows what this summer holds?

From the edge of Dreaming comes Inspiration.

The Glow of Life as Seen from Night's Darkness

darkness into light
seize the emerging brilliance
let go of shadows