Creative Practice Day 57
General Summary
As flakes fall
and blankets the soil
darkness entombs the day
and everything grows soft,
cold
quiet.
Others see death
but I see an embrace
a home in frozen lands
a child of winter storms
My heart slows in these dark months
healing, aching too
for all that was
for all I've loved
Spring will come, yes
creeping light,
thawing pains
Choices yet to make
But to sleep with thoughts of waking
is no sleep at all
so I shall rest my soul
under blanket of sky and snow
Report Date
19 Dec 2025
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