by Chris Wardle
Praising, rising, raising
the spectral shimmering
of this wavering twilight,
misty thunderstorm remnants
lift reality’s fading vision
of a whole field moving
obscured, yearning
learning to dance, entranced
by this one evening’s mystical turning.
And as solstice shadows strive
to delay, defer, deny its portent,
I breathe deep the moment
moist air drowningly enlivens
Winter’s dying day.
20230621: Bayswater Mill Stream, Oxford, UK.
[Some or all of this work has appeared in The Journal of Undiscovered Poets.]
© Chris Wardle
Chris Wardle (Hamza; he/him) works at being happy and grateful, while writing through his second childhood with an eye for wonder, a taste for questions, and a growing sense of proximity to the Sacred.
Un-social-media-averse, you can reach him at: TheHealingCup@protonmail.com
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