The solstice is here,
\nthe shortest day,
\nbetween dawn and dusk,
\na white flower.
\nConstellations of Christmas lights,
\nthe glow of Hanukkah candles,
\nsnow falling with a pale purity.
\nRosettes of ribbons and wreaths.
\nThe galaxy of the sky is dissolved.
\nThe northern lights fall back
\nbefore the spectacle.
\nThe birds of night stay quiet.<\/p>\n
I hear only the wind
\ncalling to the stars,
\nsee the altar of the zenith
\nremain empty in the blaze.
\nFor a moment we intrude
\ninto the celestial sanctum,
\nheralding our saviors,
\nour course through the heavens,
\nwhich remain silent,
\nwhile winter
\ntouches my cheeks,
\nand the cold,
\nenters me like a black candle,
\nturning me to stone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The solstice is here, the shortest day, between dawn and dusk, a white flower. Constellations of Christmas lights, the glow of Hanukkah candles, snow falling…<\/p>\n