On Solstice Night, the winter comes
stalking through the antlered trees;
riding on the frozen wind.
With hoof and horn, this longest night
brings round once more
the ancient, endless joust;
light and dark contest for power.
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3 comments:
Wonderful piece of art! Great poem too. What gifts you bring us, Barb, during this darkest morning of the year!
Thank you!
Ditto Ruth. Anyway to send this to my kids?
thanks to you both for your comments.
Irene, you can send the blog address, cut from header and paste it in an email to them.
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