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WINTER SOLSTICE 2016

 

i.

How to survive this year’s end

Long Night Moon waning

Mercury Retrograding

My inner universe has been rocked

But not in the musical sense

Although holiday music sounds

So lovely on my new autoharp

My Cerberus—three dogs—

Hunkered down as if hearing

Harping from an ancient goddess

But O Holy Night is meant

For the ukulele that can sing

Powerfully, vibrato-ly

Chords claiming my soul

Constellations unchanging

They whisper in positivity

ii.

So no matter what we call

The world-wide holidays

Different religions celebrate

During the solstices

(summer in the southern hemisphere)

Our hearts resonate

To the melody of memory

Words may express our feelings

But rhythm captures our true essence

Spilling out in goodwill

Or perhaps sadness

iii.

Let us sing for those lost to us this year

But remember to sing for those found

As the Circle of the Year

Turning

As we do

Must keep us from fear

 

© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: My autoharp and ukulele