by Gaia Ivorywitch
[WVox Sponsor]
Age Group: Adult
The seeds and flowers of the Equinox have sown and grown
Their fruit and flowers hung and draped
The corn is taller than a man
And the tables decked with grapes.
The Sun climbs high in the Solstice Sky
Balancing the dark with light
That instant of zenith we all strive for
When our loftiest goals are in sight
May you reap an abundant harvest
As the Sun turns towards its Winter home;
With fruits of labor shared with community
Where abundance prevails none are alone.
Remember your brothers and sisters
As you survey all you own
May Solstice bring you all you seek
In Community, Hearth and Home.
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