new year

As winter’s night approaches
And darkest days fill this hearth
With cold distant truth-
Hope is yet uplifted
With the newborn sun,
Devouring mother’s milk,
Growing strong with remembrances
Of spring’s sweet flowers…
Lo, my heart may sink to the deepest
Depths of hell, and darkness may adorn
My doorstep, filled with shadow and grief,
I will not falter now for the light will return
Upon the wings of sweet songbirds
heralding in a new year.

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