sunrise waiting
I knew myself completely
then nothing
love though it hasn’t said
youth light fading
I know myself as I was then
birds sounding
each shorter day in
sun tries vainly to stay lit for another day
melts into darkness, static state
’til young light waves in
drink the heat and climb and twist
fawn looking for a friend to kiss
I love the line “each day shorter in sun tries vainly to stay lit for another day” as it beautifully captures how this time of year feels. Winter darkness is growing deeper every day.