in swaddling cloth

slow dancing
 
 
last full moon of the year
casts her silver radiance
upon fields of snow
homes of all slumbering beings
 
asking nothing from us
she kindly ushers in
the sheltering darkness
granting us release and stillness
 
at daybreak she departs
yielding to the first sun of the new year
at its birthing
 
containers of transcendence
moon and sun together guard
all our dreams and sorrows
and grant us time to dance
  
 
 - pab -
 - © 24 december 2015 -