Return of the Light
It is curious that as the days are shorter
that the light becomes brighter.
An orange fog in the pre-dawn
greets me as the sun rises.
A season of darkness is melted by a diffused
intensity of light.
The phenomenon repeats itself yearly
yet seems novel each Solstice.
A return of the light.
We return to the light.
We are a part of the light.
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