Sol and Isolation

That first light of dawn, cold yet hopeful, I alone with the dawn, cold yet wanting, waiting for that growing brightness, slowly peeking, above all, wanting.  Knowing it will be warmer, while I am still wanting.

The sun, too, is alone but is the source of all that is living, while I am still wanting, and alone wanting.winter.jpg

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