Waking up in the winter solstice
Long nights missing light
Reluctant to leave my cocoon of sheets
I open my eyes
To a beautiful sky
Still dark
But the darkness awakens me
Stirs something inside
Quiet beauty, I gaze at the crescent above me
The Wink in the sky holds secret promises
Of seasons changing
Sunlight’s return
I snap a photo or two
To remember the feeling
As the moon’s wink fades
Into a new sunrise.

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