Winter’s Eve

 
 
A
 
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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