Snow

The world quiets beneath a blanket of white
Sounds are muffled
Time slows
There is no hurry here
The landscape sleeps
Stillness, like a spell
Descends upon all things

My mind wanders about in this peace
Leaving no footprints in the snow
I am freed of my burdens
Allowed to drift like a shade
Below the frosted boughs
Delighting in the joy of winter’s slumber

-gws

December First

Autumn prepares to make its bow
As December takes the stage
With evergreen and holly crown
And bonfires ablaze

The cloak of winter deep and white
With whispered grace arrives
While all good folks abide long nights
As snow falls on the pines

Let not the darkness weight your brow
Do light your lamps ablaze
For soon the Solstice will arrive
To return the longer days

-gws

Daughter of Darkness and Fire

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This is my season
The season Persephone returns to the underworld
To take up her night-sky crown
A season where darkness rules
And pomegranate seeds glisten
Like ruby drops of blood
Across a dark and mossy earth
A season where candlelight entwines with shadow
And long nights lay steeped in vivid dreaming

In this season I embrace my own darkness
Unafraid of the cold and the quiet
For this is where magic lives
Where the mythical and mystical thrive
Weaving spells amongst the silence
I remember my power just like Persephone
For this is a season where the resolute thrive

I submerge into my own deep waters
My dark reflection staring back at me
As I descend into my true self
Into the rejuvenation that exists
At the heart of midnight
I greet each version of myself
Forgiving myself for every unkindness
Every neglectful moment
In this stillness where I am
Safe and whole inside my power
For this is the season I return to self
Where I remember who I am
A daughter of darkness and fire

-gws

Solstice Blessing 2022

May your hearth glow bright and warm as the sun deities slumber.  
May your threshold be welcoming and your table full.  
May you dream deeply of abundance, joy, love, and laughter.  
May the stillness of nature restore your ability to hear your heart song.  
Rest well and know that, soon, the sun returns!  
Blessed Solstice! 
- gws