The Long Night

All's pitch.

For now.

The dreams,

The springs

Seem

Rather distant.

Winter,

You have overstayed.

Nevertheless

Your insight

I invite

To the cause of the delay

Of blossoms promised.

Perhaps the

Greenwich Meridian

Has changed its mind

And thrown

the cosmos

into chaos.

"...weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning." Psalm 30:5