Mid-Winter Light

A yellow bird                                                                                                      

flutters

inside a shrinking cage

and darkness

hugs us

this mid-winter night.

I don't mean to sound dark or despairing, and I wish you all a

Happy New Year

Setting Off

I journey

with the sun

and rest

in the moon.

My voyage begins

without fanfare;

no one

to see me off or

wish me well,

no one to blow kisses

or wish me,

“Godspeed!”

No one knows

of my plans.

I journey

with the sun

and rest

in the moon.