Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
We’re halfway between Maximum light And maximum dark Time to pause, reflect, take stock, Or just sigh Grin And keep on keeping on Balance is a tricky old thing Maybe the planet does it so well Because we find it so hard.
It struck me today that for her entire life, there has been more darkness than light for my four-month-old. Born in November, weeks after the autumnal equinox, she has never known a time where the day outshone the night. My first born was almost… Continue Reading “Two Sides of the Wheel”