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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