The battle between the dark and the light
Takes place in the womb, in the depth of the night
Before calling the light, we honour the dark
Releasing resentment and regret ... listen, hark!
The dark's triumph is brief, the wheel takes a turn
Fears have been confronted as we grow and learn
New life is ready to flourish, promise waiting to be born
The Old King is no more as the uterus is torn
The child is born, in all worlds he has power
We watch and wait, to welcome this hour
© Shaz Goodwin
Blessings of the Solstice
