Winter’s Eve

quiet fall
of snow
whitens night’s field.
Unwritten, clean sand
greets tomorrow’s shore.
Tomorrow is the blessed eve
Lords and Ladies, leaping,
dancing, holy abandon, ecstatic rites.
In dense, secret forest, legends gambol, rise
honorably to masters, speak sage truth.
Spirits imbue damp, fresh scent.
Words melt, evaporate, flavor brew
of ancient melodies, renewed
each Winter’s Eve.
Picture each animated creature enlightened
Each candle warmly, brilliantly ignited
Animated faces dance with excitement
Creature comfort gifts encircle trees
Enlightened pleasures whirled in peace

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