In the darkness (of penguins and poets)

In the darkness
we reside in the grooves
we do not hide
together we move
following this tide
elusive silver slivers
dance before our eyes
dallying the current
that rips, tearing the skies.

In the darkness
we spiral together
we do not shy away
together we must stay
a living maelstrom bonds
waiting for spring’s dawn
watching for a returning sun
carrying her safely home
to celebrate this life we own.