Sunday, December 7, 2014

On these wild days

On these wild days -- so icy cold,
snow glowing on the distant mountain,
waves tearing at the edges of our beach --
the world's aflame, like some great burning bush
that's not consumed but ever shining forth;
some fathomless joy keeps surging into being
with each breath, hurling itself
against this darkened shore,
a fierce insistent promise of light.

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