a fly buzzes
never finding peace
in circles
first of advent
the single candle sways
on a kayak
blown by the storm
ice clusters
heckle on the rooftop
a crackling fire
I am knitting mittens
into long nights
too much noise
blowing a few leaves
out of the way
the days go by
in tune with the bells
time escapes
gray in gray
enchanted by the silence
solstice approchesa crackling fire
mulled wine on the stove
warms our heart
morgentau © dawndew
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