Dark mornings
Twilit chill
The countryside bleak with silhouette trees
Snow falls
Moods drop
And sunshine falls off with the tilt of the earth
Bleak are the days as the midwinter reigns
Humans need symbols and signs to survive
Lighting a candle
Or pleading for warmth
Opposes the fear that lie deep in our souls
Will the sun turn away?
Will winter prevail?
Then a glow in the dark
Brings hope and prevision
And meteor showers
Proclaim it will be
A cold moon can’t stop the manifestation
A cycle will end, and another begin
The sun won’t desert us
Aurora returns
© HMH, 2018
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