Winter Solstice Peace

This is Winter Solstice where I am.  I love winter.  I love the cold, the snow, the dark, the quiet.  So a quiet little poem.  Wishing you a deep cold breath of winter air.

It is our quiet time.
We do not speak, because the voices are within us.
It is our quiet time.
We do not walk, because the earth is all within us.
It is our quiet time.
We do not dance, because the music has lifted us to where spirit is.
It is our quiet time.
We rest with all of nature.  We wake when seven sisters wake.
We greet them in the sky over the opening of kiva.

Nancy Wood

someone else who loves winter...snow bath!