WINTER SONG

Hail the Season of reflection,
now Nature peaceful sleeps;
silver flakes leafless branches wear,
the moon thro' grey skies peeps.

Snow-drenched winds the Holly King greet,
for now his reign begins;
in frosted gowns evergreens preen,
as sprightly birdsong thins.

Chill winds drifts of crystal shards heap,
the fields now barren lie;
a gelid darkness Earth enfolds,
as sparkling slivers fly.

Comfort of clan and home we seek,
shelter from icy storms;
with kinfolk 'round the hearth gather,
here, love's light cheers and warms.

Mother rests, in jewelled robes clad,
in Her womb new dreams bears;
the Light of the World's return awaits,
for Life's rebirth prepares.

Nestled deep in the Great Below,
Spring's heart its flame awaits;
the Sacred Fire its beat shall spark,
as the great freeze abates.

The Sun his ascent shall commence
'pon the year's darkest day;
may all bear this seed time of year,
in hearts hope's brightest ray.

Anon shall the Oak King prevail,
the Great Wheel onward turns;
blessings bestows as the Yule log
thro' the longest night burns.

© 2014 Lily's Verse
Lilium Candidum

Image: CAIRN IN SNOW
Source: Google Art Project

Artist: Caspar David Friedrich