photograph by Yolanda Kauffman
Solstice
On this long night
snow fills the cracks in
the unscraped siding of my home—
tasks of long days
left undone.
Light fills the fissures and gaps
light of the town,
light of moon and stars
seeping through cloud,
light of my neighbors,
light of the stranger I just met
pulling his son down the street
on a makeshift sled.
Light reveals
what is unfinished is
now done.
Light shows
what is undone is
now complete.
Light illumines
In the beginning and It is finished are
now one.
