Velvet Dark of the Longest Night

Shame, blame, and forgiveness game

Photo by Robert Bye on Unsplash

In the velvet dark of the longest night
Friends gather to wonder what darkness means,
Thinking it inside them, a blight
To be rejected, solved, moved aside.

Such darkness is a cultural invention,
Not as real as solstice night is long,
Gathered from others with no intention
But to release their own grief and wrong.

Forgoing costume, dance and noisemakers,
We gather and release the blame and shame
As the call of dawn and sunrise wakes us
To the inner hullabaloo forgiveness game.

Let it go, release it, extend a healing hand
To those discontented, growsing, disgruntled
Folks who raise their hand and stand
Apart, by their own bitterness dismantled.

Forget the list of hurts from them and call
Them close to the midwinter fire to warm.
They are just lonely brothers and sisters, all
Yearning for love’s embrace as their new norm.

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Aikya Param is a licensed minister, a visual artist, and writer.

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