Edmund Dulac
On aching limbs,
She stumbles out upon the snow,
And in the east,
She sees the first
Faint gleamings
Of the new born sun,
Balanced on the world edge.
Which tells the end
Of winters hold
She stumbles out upon the snow,
And in the east,
She sees the first
Faint gleamings
Of the new born sun,
Balanced on the world edge.
Which tells the end
Of winters hold
from "Winter Journey" by Martin Pallot
Second night of the Nine Nights ritual last night, lit my bayberry candle and made my devotions to the Winter goddesses.
Blessings dark and deep!
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