The Lutheran church I belong to is part of the mission territory called the Indiana-Kentucky Synod. This year they’ve created a photo-a-day event to mark the Advent season, with a different theme word for each day. Being a poet and not a photographer, I’ve taken a small liberty with the idea. 
Darkness
falls in soft folds, settles
into corners, wraps in muffled
layers that I tuck around
myself for the warm comfort
of unknowing
The Daily Compost 