Life is a Threshold (Haiku)

Life is a threshold,
becoming, becoming, like
the expanse of stars

in a clear, cold night
sky, gateways to galaxies.
There's something about

light in the darkness,
pinpricks of white casting a
velvety glow. In

seasons of loss, black
and white world, waxing moon and
rising sun. Hold fast.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018


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