Monday, December 21, 2015

Winter Solstice

And so the shortest day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow white world 
Came people singing, dancing
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees,
They hung their homes with evergreen,
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive,
And when the new year's sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us - listen!
All the long echoes sing the same delight,
This shortest day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, fest, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule.  ~  Susan Cooper


  1. Dear Victoria lovely poem. Hope your Christmas is a blessed one and wishing you a wonderful new year. Hugs!

  2. Beautiful!

    Solstice blessings, from me on the longest day, to you on the shortest xx


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