Cusp

A New Year’s Eve Poem

© 2014 - 2018 by Joyce Mason

 Winding down:

quiet as snow falling

Calendar switching

hushed as a church

before midnight

Darkness

awaits

dawn

A patient lover

at the train station 

of tomorrow.

New Year’s cusp:

no party

champagne

streamers

confetti

Kissing only Change

at midnight

Tenderness

relishing the pure

white landscape

of infinite possibility.

~~~

Photo Credit: © Agneskantaruk | Dreamstime.com - Winter Landscape At Twilight Photo

And the Sun Stood Still

 A Winter Solstice Poem

© 2013 by Joyce Mason

All Rights Reserved

And the Sun stood still.

In a moment so magical

it happens only twice a year:

the Sun balanced light and dark
so perfectly
it stopped.

 It invited us

to do the same.

And the Sun stood still.

It turned down the lights
for the long soulful nights ahead.

And the Sun stood still.

Darkest Day

Herald of the Inner Time

your stark beauty

forces us to a window

to look out from inside.

Better to sit before a fire

contemplating our own

spark of the Divine.

And the Sun stood still

to remind us

 we’re each as unique

as a snowflake

yet together

we blanket the world

with beauty--

we are visible
even in the darkness.

And the Sun stood still

to get our attention

to ask us to be quiet
to return

to where all the answers lie

inside us

alone.

And the Sun stood still

so we can see, hear and feel

our heart connection

to every single person

in every carol and candle

and the truth

we already know

the glad tidings
we only have to get quiet enough 

to hear:

Peace on Earth.

Love.

~~~

Photo Credits: Snowflake/Sun:© Leonid Ikan - Fotolia.com 

 Heart Ornament: © soleg - Fotolia.com

Note:  In Latin,  solstice means  sun set still.