The sunsets, thankfully not for months or weeks or even days, but for long hours.
The sun disappears about 16:00 to show up again maybe at 9:00 in these long-nighted cold days.
Even when it is up, the sun never climbs high enough to reach tree top.
Most mornings the clouds hold the sun at bay, delivering ice fog and delicate snow on the trees.
In this darkness the light shines in us all, through the cracks, the light gets in (LCohen). The darker, the more obvious the light, more clearly the yearning for light.
We can choose to be light or dark. It is too easy to mimic one’s environment, one’s companions, and be their darkness. But the light is clearly available to anyone who wishes to so choose.
The sun shines every day, it’s just sometimes one has to climb to above 60,000 feet to see it.