Wintertime

Sylvia shared 20 random prompts, which made me challenge myself to write something I’m not used to. Here’s the prompt I picked: “The church bells sound…off. What happened?” The church is my neighbor. She’s pictured on my home page. Her name is Hedvig Eleonora. I hear her beautiful voice every day, but today it sounded off. Like there was something weighing her down. I looked out and realized what was going on. Wintertime. It’s holding the light hostage. The lack of light adds weight. It pushes in from all sides, stealing space, putting boundaries on her bell. Now the clock strikes five... Always faithful, always on time - she’s trying to swing her bell again, to sing again. It’s so dark and dense, and her voice is so soft and light. 1, 2, three, four, FIVE! She’s dancing again, she’s singing again. Like she just remembered the words she’s always carrying inside: “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.”

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