advent journal: solstice

solstice

come sit in the dark with me
and look at that moon that
is so at home in the night
let us reach deep into the
pockets of our souls for
scraps of hope and wonder

come look up at the firefly
stars flinging their light
lay back on the blanket of
dead leaves and sleeping soil
would that we had a ladder to
make a consolation of ourselves

come sing our favorite song
softly into this silent night that
welcomes the first day of winter
the one about being together
no matter what—yes — that one
come sit in the dark with me

Peace,
Milton