Solstice Light in the Darkness

Just Delicate Needles

Its so delicate, the light.

And there's no little of it.  The dark

is huge.

Just delicate needles, the light,

in an endless night.

And it has such a long way to go

through such desolate space.

So let's be gentle with it.

Cherish it.

So it will come again in the morning.

We hope.

Rolf Jacobsen

Translated by Robert Hedin

Copper Canyon Press