Winter is my quiet time. Time to go inward and connect with my light. I watch as the days get shorter and within me the light becomes duller too. The sun is my inspiration. The moon my consolation. I celebrate the Winter solstice.
sun sets early
the night sky reflects brightly
the core of winter
© Carol Campbell 2015
“Write exactly 55 words–no more, no less–of prose, poetry or microfiction on the topic of your choice, and link it to this challenge.”~hedgewitch
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