The shortest day, the longest night,
The solstice of the year
The ratchet and the turning point
It all curves up from here.
This year has been demanding
It’s hard to summon cheer
But yet we are still standing
Although it’s been severe.
Through wind and bitter weather,
Through politics and fear
Rejoice we are together
On our fragile circling sphere.
The snow is falling stronger
But the western sky is clear
Tomorrow will be longer,
Rise, sun! Keep running, deer!
21st December 2017
