i don’t remember the sun today                                                    
did it come, or 
did it slip past my wandering eyes?
it seems as though 
i looked out a window
briefly, 
out my front door 
momentarily
and saw light today.  
but it is hard to remember 
when there is so little of it.
but tonight
it all changes.
tomorrow there will be 
exactly sixty seconds
more day,
more light.

 

i have exactly one more minute
to find,
to savor,
to enjoy hope.
hope is that which has seemed as
fleeting as the sun 
these days.
these dark days of mine.  
but the season is turning.
and i am 
an advent man
turning just
the same.
i hope.
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