Sol Invictus

A song of hope for the dark days of the winter solstice.Sol Invictus

The season turns and Advent’s candles bright
Dispel the darkness of the winter night.
Of hope and comfort men and children sing
And fashion garlands for their winter king.
Arise, Great Sun, in answer to our praise,
To warm the passing of our winter days.

The Solstice dawns and sacred mistletoe
From winter apple trees outlined with snow
All gathered in, now decks the household shrine
Where Man’s humanity and God’s entwine.
Arise, fair Star, in answer to our praise,
To light the passing of our winter days.

The Rain has stopped

The rain has stopped, the sun’s in the sky
And we wait by the gate to see Daddy go by.
He’s off to the fields to sow winter wheat
And maybe he’ll take us along for a treat.
So we’re booted and spurred, with hopes running high,
As we wait by the gate to see Daddy go by.

December 2000

Silver

I woke in the night with the full moon still spreading
Her basket of linen on hedgerow and field.
The mistletoe light which the full moon was shedding
A duo of lovers below me revealed.
So youthful their joy in the silver night shining,
So lasting a love in their hearts they concealed.

Oh, who were the lovers in moonlight entwining,
And where are they now in the fullness of years?
To which far-off lands did their life-vessel bear them,
How high were their hopes and how many their fears?
Across the dark storm clouds the white geese are homing,
Across the wide ocean of raptures and tears.

The full moon descending now shines through the window
And falls on the bed where my love lies asleep
Its rays on the pillow her features defining,
As I, in the shadows, the night watches keep.
Oh, we are those lovers bound tightly by moonlight
Through years of pure silver, in harmony deep.