The life has left,
left to sleep.
The land begins to become bitter with cold.
On this day a blanket of white shall fall from the sky.
So let it,
let it put the earth to sleep.
Let the earth deeply sleep,
for the forth coming renewal of life.
The cloak is seen as death.
Let the solstice become one of life.
This is a time,
a time of darkness.
Let the cloak heal all of humanity.
Let the cloak protect us from ourselves.
The spell is cast!
Forever the light,
with hope will shine.
By: Matthew P. Stein – 1996