Seasonally Affected
The seasons affect us, whether
daylight drains away in the afternoon
or evening. The snow and ice
chase us indoors, slow our steps,
our driving, our blood. We see branches,
bare, as bones. Plants persist
in the winter, but they do not grow.
Evergreen and ochre bark instead of pink
or white petals. Shadows bloom
in the tree limbs and thus, some
place inside us. There was once a purpose
for our sadness and fatigue
in winter. We were naked
and cold, or we used to be bears and still
experience the urge to hibernate.
There are many ways to bring
light into your life in the winter. Buy a lamp,
arrange for a mechanical dawn
at your bedside. Tell your cells
that this bulb is the sun transformed into
a potted plant. They may or may not
fall for it. There will always be
darkness in you. What can you build
with it, with your sensitivity.