The full cold moon waits to rise
as the shortest day has its moment in the sun

We set the fires alight
as planets align

And weave our boughs of green
to celebrate

The darkness will fade
the light will return

As we renew our rhythm
with our forgotten Mother

A blessing to all
to carry us through the longest night

Guided by stars and sparks
to warm us once more ~ Caroline A. Slee, Winter Solstice 2020

The Cold Moon #MondayBlogs

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