
By Christopher, January 2016
Somehow
The momentum we've been carrying
Has gotten us this far
Seen us through the Dark Solstice
But now the lizard brain has caught wind
And remembers what it is like to have cold blood
One eye opens wide
Looks out upon a dormant sea
And wonders
"Where has the Light gone?"
But look!
There's buds on them branches
There are fresh tracks on the snow
We ain't all sleepin'
[draw near and listen]
[the soft pittering-patter]
[as ice crystals land]