and the last blue before the final dark.
Snow has chased through the day
but it is gone now - the kiss of cold remains
but that is all
It's magical inside - the windows
show the same last blue,
and the reflections from our lights and fire
It's just a way of feeling about it,
a way that gathers warmth,
and gathers presence,
and peace that deepens
in the rounded shadows of the years.
©Wendy Mulhern
March 5, 2023
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