There Is A Certain Slant Of Light

There Is A Certain Slant Of Light

There is a certain slant of light
in bleak midwinter time
that settles in
upon our sight
to brighten truth sublime,

so in its pale shaft
we see
the gist of all
eternity

and know that every
care and woe,
like all midwinters,
come and go.

The wheel, it turns,
and turns again,
while we, entranced,
renew our pain.

This is not Death.
It is the stuff of life.

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