In Winter
The darkness takes over
Some mornings I wake up in the black
fetal under 3 layers, swaddled
until I uncover an arm or a leg
I’m hit with a stinging chill and remember that it is Winter

My dreams are different during shorter days
In them, my teeth fall out
or the house burns down
my plane leaves the airport because I went to the wrong gate
my party invitations get lost in the mail

My uncertainty is highlighted
these stories, little dramas 
so I will study them

They push me to remember what I know: I can turn on the light!

And then, I shine
Dream dramas are revealed as impostors
Warmth is my own creation, eternal
Love is a choice
Surrender is freedom

In Winter, the darkness illuminates
and I am closer to Whole.