While the light is slowly dying

[sovay]

I love this dark and brightness. The air freezes on the skin, smokes in speaking. The snow glazes like white steel underfoot. I can smell pine needles and blood oranges; I will light a fire before midnight. Hold on to the sun.

Comments

[clarionj.livejournal.com]

Thank you ... I have to repeat this to someone because you captured it so beautifully.

[schreibergasse.livejournal.com]

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

Lovely. I will try.

Nine

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

Achoo.

All that falls will rise again.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

Lovely.

Hold on to the sun.

I'll try. You also.