Thursday, December 22, 2011


The sun set amid grayness of cloud and rain;
autumn passed with no whimper of color.
In darkness the clouds vanished like the smoke
of burning leaves,
leaving silver stars to pierce the black;
the longest night begins.

This is the day, the shortest day,
when earth finally sleeps.
Let us sleep too,
and rejoice in the darkness
that will bring to us, so soon,
the glory and light of birth, and joy.


little homestead in the mountains said...

Did you write that? I love it! reading brought such peace, and I love the picture you posted, I live WNC in the mountains and I love a foggy rainy day in the mountains, I don't know why! Merry Christmas to you and happy solstice!

C. Joy said...

Beautiful sentiment. Nice picture too. I love this time of year.

Rowan said...

This is a really nice poem, I haven't come across it before is it one you've written yourself?

Granny Sue said...

Yes, I wrote it. First 50 blog posted a writing prompt for the phrase "This is the day" and the prompt inspired the poem. I am glad you all like it.

Granny Sue said...

I like rainy, foggy days too! The photo is of the maple in my front yard.

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