Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Poem For The Solstice
A winter's night so full and fair
with fog and starlight in the air.
I walk a path of crackling leaves
beneath the bare and dripping trees,
and hear the wolves far circling there
within the solstice moonlight fair.
Rustling on, I hum the tune
of Silent Night beneath the moon
and hear the owl perched high above
calling out his song of love,
and from a distant church, the bells
ring out the tale the Yuletide tells.
This solstice like each one before
opens wide the sacred door
of human spirit, soul and mind
with all creation deeply 'twined;
calls us from our fire and hearth,
bids us come with open hearts.
Let go your fretting and your fears,
leave off with questions and with tears,
come join the dance, lift voice in song
as all creation sings along,
and let the love that moves the seas
hold us all and set us free.