Winter lights
9 December 2018
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When ghosts of yesterday
Play in the winter lights
Strewn across pavements
And the tired ferry
Bleeds across the winter skies
The winter fog clogs everything
Memories and hopes alike
Vanishing in thin air
Rising with the fog
Disappearing in the grey skies
A wisp of air in between two clouds
There is a patch of blue
Playing within my mind’s eye
Irresolute and hazy
There is a patch of blue
Playing within the clouds
Waiting to grow
Those seeds of blue
Washed from within the grey
With tokens of my Trust
Hang from within
Recesses of my mind
Where Hope and light meet
In a corner that was dark
That is now fed bright
By what lies within
Winter lights
Reading of the poem:
Hands be still – Olafur Arnalds
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