December

‘Tis the season of darkness

The shortest day of the year

We respond with an abundance

Of coloured lights in every shop and home

Great concerts, music, entertainment

And family gatherings.

When the last guest departs

The rich, deep music of the cello fades away

Replaced by a quietude of

Invisible lights and music.

It is a time of reflection

Manifesting an inner LIGHT

Leaving an enriched milieu of

Silence and solitude.

Hazel Ross