Through the clouds, silvered by the moon, so full.
A star shines out.
And calls me hither.
A single hand span above the land,
where the sun, In all her Winter glory
starts her day.
A star shines out,
And calls me on.
And there! Below her shining beauty that she has sung to me,
is my warm and welcome destination.
A home. Where ever I choose to roam,
And she has called me on.
Through the ice, and chilly air.
Where frozen snowflakes fall. One by one.
She shines out for all to see.
And although the black, and shining clouds do cover the darkening sky,
Racing each other joyously, across the frozen north,
Still, she shines for me.
31/12/2009.
On the way to a New Year pint, I thought of this.
Hope your New Year is as enjoyable.
Merry 2014.
Thank you for reading. xx
