darkness

There is so much darkness here - this far from the city, surrounded by already-cut fields & snow-covered pastures. Especially in this darkest time of the year. The Christmas candles burn brightly in the windows, the only distinguishing mark in a neighborhood full of 2000 square foot ranch houses with 2 car garages. Snow is everywhere & the solstice has come & gone leaving darkness behind.

But it's still so dark here. And the memories of what has happened at another time in this same place are even darker.

Perhaps I can count on this turning. Perhaps I can trust that all things - like the seasons, like the calendar - will eventually turn toward light & away from deep-darkness.

Let's hope.