Sunset, 15 Nov

“Hail, Spirit of Twilight, you who are neither day nor night.  I honor the passing of the light, and shall hold the light within me as it slips away into darkness.  I give thanks for the blessings received during the time of light.”

The wind god still blows, the wind chill sharpening in the growing dusk.  No birds or squirrels are out, likely tucked away safely in their nests.

I breathe in the light, and breathe out gratitude, bidding farewell to the parting day.


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