Midwinter Child
As winter
strengthens its
hold on the land,
the light of
the sun fades into
oblivion’s void,
endless night
draining
joy from
the world.
Hear
the solstice
bells chime
as pale rays
glimmer in a
cloud-laden sky,
a midwinter child,
new-born,
cradled in the
Mother’s arms,
a bearer of
hope for
future life.
I had a little play around with the colour of the picture for today’s post (that’s about the limits of my Photoshop ability) but I eventually settled on the more realistic shades for the main image. I thought the blues captured the winter chill and, as the poem is about nature’s rhythms, I felt that keeping a natural look was the better idea.
However, I thought you might like to see a couple of the other versions as well…
Happy Solstice!
An Enchanted Place 
Oh that’s lovely. I liked the image, but your words are glorious. And then the trio of coloured shots finishes it off beautifully 🙂
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Thank you! I’m glad you like it. 😀
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Very beautiful prose! Love the photo colors also 😃
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Thank you. 🙂
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My favorite poem I’ve read of yours. Honestly. The image is gorgeous. I love that sky with the circling cloud! And, I love seeing that you are tiptoeing into some photo editing 🙂 The aqua version is gorgeous but I love the realistic tones you chose for the poem…all around beautiful.
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Thank you! The poem practically wrote itself as soon as I saw the sky. They very much go together. 🙂 I love photo editing – unfortunately I just don’t know how to do much! I’m determined that I’m going to take part in the Robyn G’s One Four Challenge next month…
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Beautiful poem 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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