"The Shortest Day" by Susan Cooper

There is meaning in our candle lighting traditon. In this modern digital age, some of the symbolism is lost. "The Shortest Day" by Susan Cooper expresses a rebirth of a light that promises connection to the “LIGHT” of life, love, and faith we each carry within us...

And so the Shortest Day came and the year died.
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us—listen!
All the long echoes, sing the same delight,
This Shortest Day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And now so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome, Yule!

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