The Solstice Carol
Round and round we orbit
As the days grow short and chill.
But we’ve turned the Winter’s corner,
And we’ve started up the hill.
We’re close to perihelion,
The Cold Moon lights the frost,
And the dawn is a chameleon
Once Solstice has been crossed.
One
Is the circle and
Two
Is the line and
Three
Is the trilith and
Four
Is the sign.
The planets and skies
Are alive with their play,
As the new Sun shall rise
On the shortest-long day.
So gather round the sarsens,
As we welcome back the Sun,
While the druids and the parsons
Offer tales on why we’ve spun.
We’re close to Heaven’s hinter,
As the Dog Star watches over,
So let’s raise a toast to Winter
And the sleeping of the clover.
One
Is the Sun and
Two
Is the Moon and
Three
Is the midnight and
Four
Is the noon.
The planets and wives
Are all dancing away,
Yet the dawn still arrives
On the shortest-long day.
I’ve always been disappointed with Stonehenge, in the same way that I’m disappointed with a ruined castle – forever second-rate compared with the grandeur it once possessed. With Stonehenge, we really need to build a new one nearby to show it at its best.
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