December

Close-up, monochromatic photo of a woman, just her nose, left eye, and cheek. Her eye is closed. At the inside corner, a tear has formed. In the next instant it will start running down her cheek.

Solstice,
the coming of the light.
Still, it’s the darkest day of the year.

Take a breath,
stay with the dark.

Light is so busy
being particles, being waves,
a three ring circus
keeping us dizzy with entertainments.

Dark is just us
touching with our hearts
the sorrow of this world.
No wonder meditation is hard.

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