Dancing the Light

The solstice just passed and the days are subtly growing longer. The old reflection is there, connected to the present, reaching to the future..

We dance ever slower as the leaves fall and spin
And the sound of the Horn is the wailing of the wind;
The Earth is wrapped in stillness and we move in a trance,
but we hold on fast to our faith in the dance.

The sun is in the south and the days lengthen fast,

And soon we'll sing for the winter that is past,

Now we light the candles and rejoice as they burn,

and Dance the dance of the sun's return.

Lord of the Dance (traditional)