Oh, solstice, time of turning,
When light and dark convene,
A cosmic dance of balance,
A sacred pause unseen.
In summer’s radiant splendor,
The sun ascends its throne,
A fiery ball of brilliance,
That warms us to the bone.
At winter’s darkest vigil,
When night’s embrace is deep,
A glimmer of rebirth awakes,
As shadows gently creep.
Solstice, sacred threshold,
Where worlds collide and blend,
A timeless mystery unfolds,
A story yet unpenned.
Let us gather on this day,
To celebrate the light,
To honor darkness too,
And all that lies between.
For in the dance of opposites,
We find our perfect place,
A cosmic tapestry of life,
Where time and space embrace.
Solstice, time of turning,
When light and dark convene,
A sacred pause for wonder,
Where dreams and magic teem.
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