Winter

 

Peace in Late Life

Ah, the winter solstice.

It’s time to start

bringing light 

to the darkness.

My summer did not

change me, leaves are falling now.

winter’s close behind.

When old age arrives,

every body’s in the same boat.

Not so our hearts.

Breathing in,

I see I’m living in Grace.

Breathing out,

I am grateful.

Every day, I am

invited to give and forgive.

I like this.

Can’t see what’s next,

but I’m eager to trade

history for mystery.