Beneath the silent, starry skies,
The world is wrapped in icy veils,
As frost-touched leaves and frozen streams,
Whisper secrets of ancient tales.

The longest night, the shortest day,
A time of rest, a time to dream,
As shadows dance in moonlit fields,
And snowflakes glisten, pure and clean.

In this stillness, hearts find peace,
As nature slumbers, calm and deep,
The solstice brings a quiet grace,
A gentle hush, a tranquil sleep.

And as the dawn begins to break,
A promise of the sun’s return,
The world awakens, slowly warms,
And in our souls, new fires burn.