Nocturne Sol Invictus
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Title: Nocturne Sol Invictus
Author: The Gypsies
Do not forget us, nor forsake us,
You, Golden Mistress, as you break free.
Enter we now this frozen dream,
of cathedral nocturne, enshrined
by starlight's cold lumina.
This Night of Sol Invictus,
send we our song unto the world.
We sing unto your sojourn,
Bring forth harp and tambourine,
Lift aloft voices and pray
For the rebirth of the Sun.
May your luminescence
Bring with it flowers of the field:
Columbine, dandelion, and forget-me-not.
The world lies dark and expectant--
Awaits you breathlessly,
'Neath winter night’s curled claws,
Our spirits, as do the ghosts of our breath,
Exhale, await, and rise,
While flora and fauna yet slumber.
Hasten thee to wake the world from dreamless slumber.
Shake winter’s frozen stars from our hair,
And bathe us in the purity of newborn light.
----Adrian Bishop-----
The time of Darkness is now upon us. A time of cold and scarcity when the northern-most Earth leans farthest from the Sun. The Sun gives brief light and little warmth. The life that was lies shattered and still - retreated like refugees in the migration of herds, the flight of the flocks.
The trees stand stripped and naked in their poverty, imprisoned in ice, bowed and broken by storms. In suffering and hardship you learn what is essential. Your wealth is taken, your weakness exposed, your dreams perish. Even the God, too, dies!
Yet, all these, as great and terrible as they are, are held within another and far greater darkness. The darkness which preceded all. The darkness from which all creation surges forth. This is the pregnant darkness - the womb darkness - the darkness of the Great Mother, She who is the Source of Creation.
And you, Her children, She does not forget. You are not abandoned nor forsaken. Even now the Goddess labors to birth the Sun. Trust the laboring darkness, for the time of Awakening and Light comes. A time when burdens shall be lifted, and refugees welcomed.
Grief will be healed, dreams reborn, and all of life renewed. The slumbering animals are dreaming of it. The seeds in hardened shells know the time and push forward through darkness, seeking light. Reach with your life toward the Mother as She reaches with unconditional love toward you, Her children.
The Winter Solstice promises new dreams, new hopes and new light...Be not afraid!
Spirit of fire come to us;
We will kindle a fire.
Spirit of fire come to us;
We will kindle a fire.
We will kindle a fire!
Dance the magic circle 'round,
We will kindle a fire!
We will kindle a fire.
The people in darkness have seen a great light and though this light is yet small, it grows stronger as it grows in each of us. We will now pass the light to you, so it may grow strong with the coming year.
Out of Darkness Light is reborn. Carry the hope of this moment like a torch in your hearts through the coming year.
Let it sustain you in your times of darkness, and be a symbol of blessing in your times of joy. Let Peace be with you.
-------Aingeal-------
Thus ends the sacred poetry and texts honoring the Night of Sol Invictus.
Fill your hearts with gladness and turn your eyes to the light that comes with the coming days.