While the deep cold
as the snow falls
through the temperature thinned air
the darkness falls
early for even these days
in early February.
If the light had started early
one might understand
the loss at 14:00.
But the sun refusing to shine until 9 or 10 or later
Leaves one willing to allow the light to defy all odds
If it would, at all, at all.
Now if I just had a camera and time
even in this frozen
The choice is always to make the best of every situation.
‘Situation’ would be a mild word for the reality brought about by lies upon lies.
Light may bend, light may distort, light may make the ugly beautiful,
but light never lies.
Light just right delights.
Smile, the beginning of peace.
Smile, with delight, with delight I say.
And then all will be well, all will be well, all manner of things will be well.