Twisted morning, tortured day
Sees Winter's desire again to pray
For renewal, for revival,
For a return to Light.
Warmth waits to be invited back and
Plans to accompany the sun to a
Celebration of
Brave new life,
More beautiful
by the hour.
Do you feel it?
Can you attend the feast
With every fiber of your weary
cold bones?
Can you hear the call to continue?
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