Winter Prayer

Autumn is creeping into the Cape and
We are all desperate for rain. (For change.)

These cool mornings feel like relief
Waking in the blue light of dawn,
Black dark to grey morning to light.

I only hope this winter is not
As dark as our last.
I am tired of dying each year.
I would like my next re-birth to be a quiet one.

My prayer is for a quiet winter.
To go softly into hiding with grace
By our side.