yule, 2002

Honored mother, honored father.

We feel your presence in this season,

In a story told of a birth in a stable on a silent night,

in stories of antiquity,

of Isis and Horus, Ishtar and Tammuz,

Dionysus and Persephone, Maya and the Buddha.

In these we see the continuation

of the timeless cycle of creation,

of life from death and warmth from cold.

(Written for a Yule Service in 2002.)

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From the twilight

comes the snow;

from the snow

comes the lady

from her womb

to bring light to the world.

From the gloaming

comes the mother;

from the mother

comes rebirth

starts the cycle

to bring light to the world.

From the lady

comes a sigh;

from the sigh

comes release

born a child

to bring light to the world.

From the mother

comes a son;

from her son

comes renewal

joins the cycle

to bring light to the world.

From the frigid

comes a spark;

from the spark,

rise the sun

igniting fire

to bring light to the world.

From the darkness

comes the mother;

from the mother

come we all-

all are children

who bring light to the world!