Something about winter solstice, the return of the sun, brighter days ahead type of thing... Something that doesnt mention god or angels or such religious... stuff...
I got other verses and projects going on but I like you C. Tom. I'll pm you a poem. I'm not the best but I like to write so maybe others well help you out as well... when do you need it and why to you need it, if you don't mind.
To Winter By William Blake `O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.' He hears me not, but o'er the yawning deep Rides heavy; his storms are unchain'd, sheathèd In ribbèd steel; I dare not lift mine eyes, For he hath rear'd his sceptre o'er the world. Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings To his strong bones, strides o'er the groaning rocks: He withers all in silence, and in his hand Unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life. He takes his seat upon the cliffs,--the mariner Cries in vain. Poor little wretch, that deal'st With storms!--till heaven smiles, and the monster Is driv'n yelling to his caves beneath mount Hecla. not sure if thats quite what you're looking for. i dig some william blake.
"The sun has got his hat on Hip-hip-hip-hooray! The sun has got his hat on And he's coming out today!"
I want something to be able to write in cards sort of thing that is about the about the soltice... that is cheery and bright (which pretty much kills blake.. lol), something that is in plain modern english. The winter solstice marks the shortest day of the year. From that point on, each day gets brighter and longer, returning warmth and life to the world. That is the part of this time of year that should be celebrated and shared. I needed it yesterday... lol It couldn't ever be too late though as I am looking for something that will become a part of our holiday traditions here. However, our dinner this year is happening wednesday evening.
Thy shadow, Earth, from Pole to Central Sea, Now steals along upon the Moon's meek shine In even monochrome and curving line Of imperturbable serenity. How shall I link such sun-cast symmetry With the torn troubled form I know as thine, That profile, placid as a brow divine, With continents of moil and misery? And can immense Mortality but throw So small a shade, and Heaven's high human scheme Be hemmed within the coasts yon arc implies? Is such the stellar gauge of earthly show, Nation at war with nation, brains that teem, Heroes, and women fairer than the skies? By Thomas Hardy (1840-1928)
The dark of winter wraps around us tight. The lamps are fired, and flickering light beats time to the fiddle as notes float softly down, like the years' first snow. While outside the window a blast of late December wind whistles harmony to the drone of the pipes. We push the old year back against the wall so we can dance a jig for Christmas and welcome in the new
the word christmas (and the celebration) is a part of that religious.... stuff... I was referring to not being included...
I was looking for one that was short and simple while still being bright and cheery, but that''s hard to find when it's talking about the darkest/shortest day of the year you know?...lol. Here's one .... Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Robert Frost
She’s powerful and quiet, Slipping over the horizon, Providing consciousness, Moving so slowly we measure her in hours and days. We know her for a lifetime While forgetting her in the nightly solace of mortals; Colored dreams of the day’s events dissolve into the saccharine darkness. It’s in darkness we reminisce, Fall victim to our notions And dream the mortals’ dream. -From The Whippoorwill's Song by C. B. Carter
I really like that, but not for this... I had someone mention to me the other day that they thought it was odd that I would celebrate the darkest day of the year.... It isn't about that... It is about the rebirth of light in the days of the harshest of winter. There may be more snow and colder weather yet to come, but the light itself (hence the promise of spring) is greater each day...
“O light! This is the cry of all the characters of ancient drama brought face to face with their fate. This last resort was ours, too, and I knew it now. In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer.” ~Albert Camus Edit: This was a quote, but I thought it sounded cool.
