The Midwinter Solstice

Meets with the year

At its darkest

When ready to turn 

Towards the light

 

Dawn rises, bringing

Colours with the promise of summer

Luscious scarlet strawberries

Plump purple blackberries

Coated with snow white cream

Drizzled with burnished honey

 

In the dark days of winter

Beside the warm hearth

The air fills with memories

Staring into the flames

We reach back 

To times gone before

 

Pausing, reflecting, remembering

Using the dark time of the year

To rest and make ready

For the New Year

Which awaits us

Bringing its own hope and promises