Blinding bright the winter light

strikes out against the chill

reviving life and spirit

as perched up atop the hill

it reaches through the laden clouds

strikes all who lay below

warms, restores, promotes, implores

instils a rosy glow

the visits though infrequent treats

remind us of the force

sustaining through truncated days

as the season wends its course

illuminated moments draw

us out to bask and feel

uplifting rays of golden joy

whilst though the cold we steal

too soon the noon then takes its leave

and rawness wraps its cloak

those few degrees which broke the freeze

did nothing save provoke

a lifting of the spirits and

a breaking of the spell

the sun goes now beyond the brow

it's time to bid farewell

renewed we are sustained we be

recharged to face the stark

the dying sun gives way to fate

once more cast to the dark