Friends,
I don't know about you, but the short days really take it out of me.
I love the light – so at Winter Solstice, I rejoice. The shortest day means
we've turned the corner - we gain light every day at this point of the
cycle. Think of it as a game of hide and seek.
We all celebrate the return of the light, in our own ways, whatever our
traditions.
Happy Season of Light!
Resurrection
comes
At strange, unexpected times
Shortest day, longest
Night, how can you signal light's
Return? Not so fast;
Let me burrow here awhile,
Dream the sun's return,
Then climb out from winter's cave
Stronger from sight's seed.
I'll re-invent creation;
I'll re-birth all creation.
©photograph & text copyright Margaret McCarthy 2013