Burn bright throught the night
A poem, for the Winter Solstice.
Leave It Lit
The cycles come,
The cycles go
Water passes,
To and fro
As the daytime fades to dusk
We see our place,
In the sacred trust
So as we breathe,
The feeling sets in
Our time is here
To become better kin
When nighttime falls
On this specialest of days
We strike a light
To keep away what isn’t bright
For as we rest
We float away
Coming back
When night is day
And on this night
We take great care
To release our plight
And clear the air
My wish for you
Is that as you breathe
You feel the rush
Of a life of ease
May you and your light,
Burn bright through the night