Winter Solstice 2008
We follow a remembered path
And less forgotten, so it seems
When shadows of our autumns’ past
Return to light our forward dreams
Through days of a retreating sun,
Through night’s attendant ride,
Through history both lost and won
That weaves a tapestry to hide
Those gifts discovered on the day
When spring reveals plain
Our memories were chosen well
To let our souls begin again,
Within the winter solstice night–
Entwined in paths of shadows and light.
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