Solstice Fire

Light in the light to illuminate the dark.

Solstice Fire 🔥

The frost grips the hawthorn and dormant briar,
As the Goddess of Winter holds court in the sky;
But deep in the hearth, a flickering fire
Reflects the ancient light drawing nigh.


No longer the shadows retreat and expand,
The wheel of the seasons has come to its rest;
A stillness descends on this green, sacred land,
Through the trees I planted to the bird in its nest.


Then comes the dawn, a thin ribbon of gold,
Piercing the mist where my parents once trod;
The story of rebirth, as ancient as old,
Waking the life in the dark, silent sod.


The sacred light dances on Bealtaine’s floor,
A golden intruder in Winter’s cold hall;
The sun has returned to the cottage’s door,
To herald the spring and the rise of us all.

Colette O’Neill
22 December 2025

19 comments

  1. So grateful for you Colette! You continue to be such an inspiration for me on my homestead, Harmony Haven, and Virginia US. We all love you dearly 🌲🫶🌲

  2. That’s beautiful Colette 😍 wishing you a peaceful time. Outside has indeed been peaceful the last couple of days since the wheel came to a rest.

  3. Happy Solstice. I live on the east coast of Canada and I have been following your Magikal journey for many years. You are an inspirational force of nature and I love you.

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