This tanka I composed while walking my dog around midnight on January 1st seems like a beautiful promise of things to come in 2016.
I’d like to share it here, and also take this opportunity to wish you all a year in which light glimmers even in the darkest shadows and you revel in an abundance of such magical moments.
Under the light of
half moon and stars in the deep
chill of winter night,
frost-studded grass glimmers like
quartz – transforms, transmutes, transcends.