(Update: this poem is now published in my collection of poems Remnants of the Spirit World, available for purchase on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Remnants-Spirit-World-Paula-Angelis/dp/1495376451/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1411126555&sr=1-3&keywords=paula+m+de+angelis)
Mid-winter night of nights
Mid-winter night of nights
The
shortest day of days
Walk
into darkness’ might
And
leave behind the light
Darkness
falls upon the land
A weary
world adrift in dream
Awaits
return of sunshine’s hand
That
stays its course upon the stream
What shadows
lie in wait
For
simple souls who traipse
Into
their world of hate
Locked
beyond the gate
Gather
round the blazing fire
Hands
clasped against the gloom
Fear of
what events transpire
Chanting
as dark shadows loom
And so
the shadows lie
Cast
doubt upon fair souls
Where
shadows do not tread
Just
souls have found their stead
Gather
round the blazing fire
That
warms dark frozen souls
Gather
round the cleansing pyre
That
burns to make them whole
The
longest night of nights
Turns
slowly toward the sun
Moving
on to longer days
In the
end the battle won
O’er
darkness and the shadow life
Creatures
retreat behind the gate
The cracks
filled in with blessed light
Sealed
against the wall of hate
copyright 2013--Solstice
Paula M De Angelis
