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Blessed Solstice

The sun has risen once again. May your day be blessed. May your home be blessed. May your life be blessed.

For a third year now – the first was in 2008, and the second in 2011 – my annual Solstice poem which began as a gift to friends and family, has turned itself into a song.

Here it is, my gift to you. May we all rise like the Unconquered Sun:


Where is the magic that will  Turn our fear to ash?  Where is the magic that will  Kindle this new day? 

Turning. Turning. Turning.  The falcon slips its jesses  Turning. Turning. Turning.  And flies free. 

We greet the Sun!  Victorious!  We are the Sun!  Believe in us!

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