It seems that what we long for most in this season of darkness and silence, this season of dormancy and cold, is a glimmer of hope.
We hunger for meaning in our lives, for the warmth of another’s loving touch, for something to believe in with open waiting hearts.
Sometimes that glimmer comes in the unexpected catch in the throat at the sight of a winter sunset or in the look of joy on a child’s face, in a half remembered dream that fills us with ecstasy, or it comes when we take to heart the outrageous idea that we can find a way to love one another – in spite of different cultures, languages, divergent philosophies and beliefs.
I created this haiga and sent it as a Christmas card to all my family and friends this year I am posting it for all of you, the friends I have come to know across the world through your words, your poetry and your warm and wonderful comments on my writing.
In this season of anticipation, may each and every one of you experience the peace that can come with an open heart filled with hope.