Sunday, December 18, 2016

Salute the Solstice




The Brightening, though Frozen  Solstice

This time each year,  the sun doth wend,
signaling days-dying’s end.
Henceforth  throughout  the grateful lands
our daily dose of light  expands.

Thus do we, cheered  by this faint grace,
take heart for Winter’s chill embrace.
And though the brisk winds  scourge the earth,
look forward to  our Spring rebirth.

Christi dedico in nomine;
Gratias agimus, Domine.







[I post this poem,  three days before the event itself.
In the intervening hours, the still-encroaching darkness 
is like Triduum.]

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