WINTER SOLSTICE

I am the color of the night sky with no light

Even though the man in the moon smiles down on me.

I wait in the wings beneath the willow tree,

Waiting for the spring in my winter

Snowflakes fall, blanketing the ground,

Kissing me on my upturned face

The way I dreamed you kissing me so many times

After countless moments spent sitting in snow and moonlight

Another caress on my face

Feather-light like snow, but warm like sunlight

I open my eyes and look into a field of blue.

You.

And in the midst of my winter,

A new season has begun.

(12-22-1999)