My Month of Written Devotion is for the Spirit of the Santa Clara Valley
It’s hard to write of the dark of the year right now. It’s too soon after Midsommer.
Recently, Freyr has requested that I spend my Winters in male mode, for a variety of reasons that are difficult to explain. That can have the side effect of keeping me in the mode that is my Lady’s lover more often, which is a benefit to our relationship, though not Freyr’s goal.
I wanted to wax poetic about it. I wrote several verses that said nothing much, and started over, and then just gave up.
It’s not Dark now. Ask me again in November.
P.S. Read Lon’s “Dark”! 😀