Thursday, December 21st, 2023
Valley Road, Toronto
At the time of a major shift of the annual winter solstice influencing us all, I and three companions, Chirag, Navi, and Arpan, took to the trail on the Rosedale Valley Road. It was a beautiful night. Here is my poem on the winter solstice.
It is winter solstice this very day
Nights now shorten, nature does portray
While days lengthen to just beyond May
And reach June as weeks pass away
It is an annual turning point
A seasonal juncture, a seasonal joint
A slot in time set not to disappoint
Rather an insertion to bless, to anoint
It's merely a half-year's completion
Yet some curse this very harsh season
Could it be nature's way of treason?
Why the harsh cold? Is there a reason?
As the north pole tilts away from the sun
We can learn to accept duality as one
Cold, hot, glad, sad, all extremes on the run
They can trigger tolerance, even make it fun
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!