I wrote this poem as a way to capture the deep, intense feelings I have about this particular time of year. The time between late November and the new year invites deep introspection and inner traveling. If you've ever wondered what type of music I turn to this time of year, go to Hearts of Space at www.hos.com and take a look at their playlists. The music there is eternal and allows me to access the universal expanse of my imagination.

Receding twilight
approaching cold
declining colors
earthward go,
I follow downward
the light of old,
the burning glow of time
is slowed . . .
beckoned –
by the season's hold
we descend . . .
through the light of old,
of dark November days . . .
to the spaces
of our inner lives . . .

- The Light Within . . .