January

January, a gray month.

Allergy season.

Cold.

Through the muck of it all,

Shine the light of love into my heart.

Lift the clouds.

Let the sun shine through.

You write it:  I wondered if the word "muck" were right for this piece. Then I learned that one definition for "muck" is "fertilizer." Perfect. What is the month of January fertilizing for you?