Winter Solstice

Love is a warm cabin
on the winter solstice,
a circle of friends,
cedar boughs,
sprigs of lavender,
plastic glasses meeting,
and standing close,
even in the middle of
a pandemic.

We have toasts or incantations
for love and for new blessings,
we say them with Jupiter and Saturn
forming a conjunction in the sky.

Love may take a while to unfold,
but we will breathe through it,
this transformation may take a while,
but we will breathe through it,
the Yule log will take a while,
but we will light up the sky as it burns.

We have the privilege of time and space,
celebrating this shift in the universe,
at an eight-sided cabin in the woods,
our laughter echoing across the snow,
the soft buzz of the generator in the distance,
and the crackle of the fires burning down.