A Solstice Exhortation
The year turns and so the season of light reborn follows.
This year the darkness overbears my fragile flame
Too many lights have been extinguished
Too many hearts broken, too much despair.
Perhaps
I have simply arrived at an age where
The darkness is closer than before
perhaps
The light seems so far away
because too many obscuring shadows lay between.
This morning’s solstice moon
In her last crescent stood
For a few moments in the sky
Before the clouds inrushed to block the sight.
Before the changing of the day
Will come the changing of the night.
The year turns and the solstice promises
The end of encroaching darkness
That threatens to engulf my fragile flame
Of hope and need for peace.
For some of us, for me, the night seems long.
Blessed be, Blessed be, Blessed be.
Go to the light; ring out the bells;
Sing carols; adore the scene.
Fight for the light!
Before it is put out entirely.
Kim Helen James
22/12/2019
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