There (to You)

I awoke still

Sleepy absent dreams

Like the wolf

Missing the moon

Howling reduced to

Whimpers not himself

Calm like fresh

Snow newly fallen

Lest wind driven

And the sun

Breaking eastern skies

Quietly and tenderly

Vanished of clouds

Simply these for

My heart is

Full knowing that

You occupy your

Space there like

Your window of

My advent calendar