December Villanelle
Here, in the near blue light
The holiness of happiness happens,
Leads us toward a blessed night.
While universes spin their own delight,
We lean toward that which beckons.
Here in the near blue light
Beside us now the birds takes flight
Soar gently – linger at the margins
Lead us toward a blessed night.
Where questions hold us tight
And answers promise options
Here in the near blue light
Falling now toward twilight
Anxious to embrace this season
Which leads us toward a blessed night.
This journey joins us – is our birthright
Moves us out beyond all reason
Here the near blue light
That leads us toward a blessed night.
