Wisdom

My winter embodies wisdom;

Spare wisdom of a black and white world.

In my solitude,

I take a chance and look around.

Everywhere, I find the same.

People move through paths of twilight on the knoll.

They usher in a festival of the departed,

All for love and an affirmation of life.

So the living and the spirits merge,

As a marshmallow day softens

Into the dark cocoa of dusk.