Solstice
Solstice
by Frank Scarangello
Icy cold
frozen moon
hanging in crystalline sky
as it was foretold.
Tree skeletons
appear if dead
save pines and ivy
holly berries red.
Snow falls
on frozen water
the sun is gone
the fearful cower.
Fires burning
in little hovels
keep hope alive
the sun will come again.
Snow lies on scarlet berries
which shout to us “Have faith my children!”
As I live, so shall ye
together we shall see the Spring!
Burn the yule
eat drink and dance
celebrate the faith, hope lives
we will greet the dawn.