via Prompted Poetry
Solstice Pantoum
A perfect Christmas morning
Snow has fallen like forgiveness in the night
The day dawns bright and clear, sparkles with promise
Winter has just begun
Snow has fallen like forgiveness in the night
Light returning, the darkest day is past
Winter has just begun
Turning our faces to the light, we recognize a gift
Light returning, the darkest day is past
The day dawns bright and clear, sparkles with promise
Turning our faces to the light, we recognize a gift
A perfect Christmas morning
Written in response to ‘Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’, ‘Saturday Mix’,#LuckyDip; a pantoum about the holidays.
Beautiful! I particularly like “Snow has fallen like forgiveness in the night” and “sparkles with promise”. Your choice of words weaves magic.
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I had been thinking about the dormancy/contemplation time of winter, but tweaked for the prompt. Turned into Christmas, which I rarely do.
Winter has just begun, light returning, each day lengthening indiscernibly. Even so winter provides time to renew, to go inside, and to reflect. We forage in our root cellars, hold up for examination what we have laid by, are sustained by what we have stored away. We move from dark to light. We know that the best we can do is not to receive a gift or even to give a gift; the best we can do is to recognize a Gift.
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This reminds me of he heliotrope of a field of sunflowers…
their faces following the sun across the sky.
What gift is it to have a spring day just two days before winter begins?
The gift is to know that any and every day is a gift.
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