Winter Solstice, A Poem

My Photograph, taken in 2012

Winter Solstice

Come rest inside with me, my love,

the full moon wanes in the sky above,

The Wheel has turned, the night is long,

The Ancients chant a Solstice song,

Oh moon! Oh stars! Oh darkest night!

Make clear our thoughts, make clear our sight 

Release our hearts, release our minds,

from all that's passed, from all that binds.

Our sorrows dropped on shadow ground,

we'll walk away, not turn around,

We'll leave the past where it belongs,

in Earth's dark soil, to join the songs,

of all who lived and all who died, 

of all who loved and all who cried.

We're not the same, but we come from one,

Let's meet at dawn to greet the sun.

This poem is included in my published poetry collection,

The Brook in the Woods Behind Our Old House