From the flame in the heart
Fuelling fire in the head
Came a voice apart
And yet, a part –
And the angel at its threshold said:
“No one gets out of here alive,
So blaze, you Fool, before you’re dead.”


Everyone has a place.
We light our candles,
Turn to sacred sounds
And scents;
We break bread
And share the wine.
Catching eyes, we smile
For the coming light.

Wishing you good solstice 🕯