Dial up the sun
November 8, 2016
As the year draws to a close, with the loss of late-day light, when holiday sweetness goes, where bright trees slumber nude, so fades a fraught election. If one worse thing eludes, invoke the sun and know: Change is certain. Some things do evolve, and all must end eventually. So after deeply breathing, or sighing deep relief, find a world-class museum, admission free, to nurture the best of humans, nature, and the world. Then become a member, praise and breathe. Peace.
Sundials at the National Museum of Scotland, September 18, 2016
poem and photos copyright © C. L. Tangenberg