The days are shorter, closing in,
I DEFY them to dampen my mood,
(shouting loudly to the sun, setting earlier each night).
After all, the weather is still fine,
outdoor pursuits remain inviting,
I just need to better manage my time,
(or start wearing a head torch).
I fill my house with candles,
repeating an inward mantra of,
‘This is nice! A silver lining,’
(and try to believe with my entire being).
I sign up for events that force me out;
training for my first marathon,
forty two kilometres,
(in the month I turn forty two).
I notice the green return to the earth,
where a long dry summer has left it scorched.
I run past the vineyards, ripe with grapes,
(and think how good they will taste on my lips).
‘There is renewal in the darkness’,
I tell myself, every year –
I just have to look harder to see it
(well of course carrots & glasses would help!).
I shall travel through these dark seasons,
with a stronger sense of acceptance,
and come out in spring all the brighter,
(like the bulbs tucked up deep in the earth).
I embrace this time, as the clocks turn back,
with strong resolve not to be beaten.
I shall come through this renewed and ready
(oh so, very, very, ready – for spring).
© Sarah Lee, 2 April 2016
This is my second poem for National Poetry Month (or Global Poetry Month) and I’m also linking up with –