There is a moment every December when the sun appears to sigh, sinking so early and so quietly that one might suspect it has simply grown weary of illuminating humanity’s antics. The winter solstice has always been this pause, this deep breath taken by the heavens. Darkness stretches itself luxuriously across the land, and the … Continue reading “Winter Solstice Cultures That Shaped Modern Holidays”
December.
To Dad in Heaven
Dad……There are days when the missing youhits so suddenlyit steals the breath from my chest,as if grief has hands,and it remembers exactlywhere my heart is.I still can’t understandhow the world can keep goingwhen yours stopped.How morning can dare to breakwithout your voice in it,how night can fallwithout you to tell meeverything will be alright.I wish … Continue reading To Dad in Heaven
With memories made in love’s design.
December steps on frosted ground, Her quiet presence all around. She wears a cloak of silver light, And crowns the world in winter white. Her breath is crisp, her song is clear, A whispered end to closing year. The days grow short, the nights stretch long, But in her cold, there blooms a song. The … Continue reading With memories made in love’s design.
The Time-Traveling New Year.
The snow fell gently in thick, cotton-like flakes, blanketing the mountain trail under the soft glow of the full moon. The world was hushed, silent except for the rhythmic crunch of pawsteps on fresh powder. Athena, the elegant husky, moved with grace and precision, her black, grey, and white coat gleaming like silver under the … Continue reading The Time-Traveling New Year.
December 18th: The Glow of the Fire.
On the eighteenth, as night descends, The warmth of fire never ends. The flames crackle, the embers glow, While outside winds and snowflakes blow. The stockings hang with quiet grace, Awaiting gifts, a warm embrace. The house smells sweet of pine and spice, Of cocoa rich, of sugar nice. We gather close and share our … Continue reading December 18th: The Glow of the Fire.
December 17th: The Warmth of Giving.
The seventeenth, a day to share, A moment’s gift, a heart’s warm care. The season’s glow is in our hands, As kindness spreads across the lands. The trees are trimmed, the carols sung, The joy of Christmas has begun. Yet deeper still, the gift we give, Is love and warmth that helps us live. A … Continue reading December 17th: The Warmth of Giving.
December 13th: The Carolers’ Song
On the thirteenth night, the air is sweet, With voices drifting down the street. The carolers sing of hope and peace, Their melodies, a soft release. The songs of angels, shepherds, kings, Of holy nights and joyful rings. The candles flicker, breath takes flight, As music warms the coldest night. Each note, a gift, so … Continue reading December 13th: The Carolers’ Song
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