Arise, The Solar King
Long was the dark night,
soon consuming Sol’s glowing light,
cold the hour passes
lament the wind cries
while distant small fires
burn to cast a hope of flame
within the sleeping home.
Rejoice! The Solar King awakens
from his yearly slumber,
ever more brilliant upon the
glistening Winter white,
live again the day, warmth
alights the heart, celebrate
his resplendent return, garlanded
in golden robes.
Sing in praise as he reclaims
his throne, share his gift of joy
with another who could use
the brightness in their life,
dance around his fire,
feast upon the harvest
he helps provide for
once again the Solar King
has arrived……
Hark the Yule Tide!
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