WINTER'S ENTRANCE
As days shrink
to the size of a small doorway,
darkness dominates
like a protective dome
in the star arched sky.
We frenzied town dwellers
seek security
in hyperactivity:
buy bigger presents,
indulge in more parties.
Beyond the entrance we call ‘Winter’
lies a quiet space, empty
but for a single candle
whose light increases
as dreams and hopes
fuel its incandescence.
Step softly within
where the calm communion
of sitting with silence,
shining with light
brings long sought oneness.
Kaaren Whitney
Winter Solstice 2006
