Happy Solstice!

Frost doth gleam and wind doth blow
To join the Wild Hunt we shall go
To honor Lord of Ice and Snow
This cold December morning.


With Solstice here we'll celebrate,
this sacred time and have much cheer.
We will bring warmth, we will bring light,
unto the darkest time of year.

The mistletoe will be cut down
with sickle from the sacred tree.
A kiss I'll give to you, my love,
a pledge of friendship made to thee.

For greater than the will of man,
or want of that which can be done,
it falls and shines on where we stand,
beneath the great unconquered sun.

For this is now our turning point,
the shortest day, the longest night.
We'll look unto the months to come,
when the sun will grow both strong and bright.

A versèd crown all decked with green
that tells of winter's tales and mirth
will bring great gladness and much joy
to all who walk upon this earth.

And greater than the will of man
or want of that which can be done,
it falls and shines on where we stand,
beneath the great unconquered sun.

---Steeleye Span


Ave Sol Invictus!