'Winter Solstice Sonnet'
Outshone by Christmas and its Light,
by tinsel, feasts and festive cheer,
the shortest day and longest night
takes shadowed place in turning year.
Our ancestors marked out this time
when winter shook the barren land,
and to this sunrise, they aligned
solstice stone circles that still stand
and welcome back sustaining sun.
Our ancestors resilience
to winter’s hardships were hard won
by wits, and skill, and brilliance.
Our heritage: yielded from their strife,
that we may cherish gifts of life.
Lucy Lepchani
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