December, Advent, written for the Writer's Cramp
I always go back to December
for there is something about December,
a cosmic ache for things to be made right.
Through a long December
we know we are equally the wounded
and wielders of evil.
I can see the sun in late December,
though pale and cold
as we are gathered in the warmth
of our swollen tents,
as we tell an ancient tale of frankincense and myrrh.
I wish for a permanent December
where there is always enough for all
and always enough space in the heart
Written for the Writer's Cramp
Prompts: Titles of Songs--Back to December, Something about December, I Can See the Sun in Late December,A Long December. Permanent December