Winter's Solstice

Winter's Solstice 

(A lone voice whispers)

Will you

Come all

Yes,

Yea and dance

For

In the deepest woods

In that old

Woodland grove

Something stirs

An electric emotion

Consuming the very air

Can you feel

Its pulse

And all consuming

Power

Would you attend as

An invited guest

With me

And dance

Go wild

And let your mind and soul

Be held prisoner

As they are

Slowly deflowered

Beyond all worldly

Fears

As unknown spirits advance

Would you still attend

As a guest of mine

To visit my dark midnight

Winter Festival

To communicate

And bind with the

Deep divine

To be totally lost

And absorbed in its

Yellow ring

Of supernatural lights

Which will

Swirl all around us

As we breathe in

Its ancient dust

To watch and wonder

At the

Opening of hidden gateways

Above us

And below us

A spell to be cast in dark skies

By illuminated souls

Between time and space

As we prepare and stand

Hidden from

The mundane

Human race

To see a new brave world

Soon ours to summon

And command

Where

Nothing but goodness

And love will fill our old

Souls

For tonight

We will dance

With our pagan ancestors of old

It's our time of year

As we will

This supernatural festival

To arrive

To embrace maybe painful

Embers and emotions

Of Winter's long past

That may have survived

To then

Embrace old Mother Spring

The goddess of all living things

As she slowly awakes

And begins to gradually

Materialise

A flurry of cold memories

Hidden in mystical snow

To beguile

Will

You dance

Beyond wet

Tears for people

We always remember

Who have died

As we may cry

For tonight

On this pagan eve

We shall live forever

For we baptised

To be eternal

And will never

Die beyond

All who can truly see

As their reawakened

Souls

Cry out

Blessed Be

Copyright John Duffy

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