Spirit of Yule
Spirit of Yule
The frost paints the windows, the night's growing still,
A hush in the forest, a breath down the hill.
Candles are burning, their flickering light,
Guiding our hearts through the Mother’s night.
The Season’s wheel’s turning as the year departs,
With evergreen garlands, we open our hearts.
The promise of sunlight, still hidden from view,
Awakens hope for a ray on the morning dew.
[CHORUS]
Light up the log, let it burn bright,
Call back the sun on this sacred night.
Samhain is gone, no fear of a ghoul,
Let us enjoy the Spirit of Yule.
High in the sky passes the Wild Hunt,
We’ll have to endure winter’s blunt,
But this day promises a balance renewed,
An even split between light and darkness pursued.
With wassail and laughter, the cold fades away,
Stories and songs keep the dark at bay.
The cauldron of
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Jackie H 10 months ago
Beautiful my dear 🙂
Franck Labat 10 months ago
Thanks
Franck Labat 10 months ago
@Inna, tu vois, je n'étais pas en retard...