Monday, December 21, 2009

The Shortest Day

Ode to the dying light, which brings me back to the days of my childhood in Sanders Theatre...

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us - listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!

by Susan Cooper

1 comment:

kris said...

Love this. Posted it on my facebook today. I close my eyes and hear it followed by Easy People.

Happy Solstice and the Happiest of Christmases to you and your darling family, Carol. May 2010 bring only joy, laughter, and peace.