Awaiting Renewal


Because the harsh days of winter invariably lead to rebirth, I am thankful for short days and cold nights. This scratchy wool that punishes my skin somehow prepares my body to receive the healing touch of silk and satin that is the warmth of spring.  A celebration, this joy in knowing that each self-inflicted hibernation prepares an invocation of renewal.


Hold fast the belief

light always follows darkness

Revival is near


Burning horizons

signal a call to action

Prepare and rejoice


photo: Pixabay


prompts: Poetry Challenge Week 83, Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, #WyldeVerse





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