May every day of this grand turnaround of seasons
Seem longer than is wont of nature;
May every morning find undiminished
The golden splendor of the sun;
May every evening find undimmed
The silver splendor of the vesperstar;
May everyone you see be wakened
by your own reviving light.
And on this your journey,
may the path be illumined
With lanterns and early-blooming flowers.
Solstice · A Thousand Words