Thursday, January 1, 2015
winter solstice 2014
It is never too cold to make one.
I watch it dance
Increasingly fine moves
Till it disappears completely.
I trust that what I have burned will find its way,
To inform my new moves.
The smell of smoke remains,
my gratitude for such a ferocious dance.
I'm ready for a new dance card now,
But not waiting for a partner.