Thankfully dry a burnt orange sky
The megalithic pose
A circle of magnificence
Upon a hill it rose
A grove of trees around it
Upon this Solstice day
Roll Rights place of mystery
Frequented by the Fae

Behold the Bells be ringing
In hearts and souls where we
Soak up the Wintry desires
And share the reverie
In The starlight Brother Moles
And a Fox or Two
Share this wondrous Solstice time
From the magic there in drew.

A spirit of wonderment
Love shared all about
A time of year when it is clear
There really is no doubt
We mortals in reflection
Behold the ritual and
Absorb the love of solstice
And hold it in our hand