Standing-Still-Sun
(Solstice: 8:21 am EST. Dec.21/01)

In ancient times, in ancient minds
They kept the watch from towers high.
Upon the floor the sky signs lay
To trace the path of the light by day
A moving blade of illumination
Was observed by magi in anticipation.

The time of the Mystics,
The time of the Magicks,
The time when the sun stands still.

Where the Danu of the North Isles fair,
Before the Druids, and before the Celts,
In half buried remainders of old stone chambers
A shaft of light appears that day
And moves unchallenged towards a mark
Where the spiral draws all to a point.

The time of the Mystics,
The time of the Magicks,
The time when the sun stands still.

In North and South the vigil's kept,
the fires lit, the rituals met,
The offerings laid upon the stones
And all stand waiting, by hearth 'n homes.
Will there come the lengthening days,
Or darkness swallow the sun's rays?

The time of the Mystics,
The time of the Magicks,
The time when the sun stands still.

It is upon us, the time has come
when time exists not at all.
The point of light has come to rest
On an infinite space unseen
Between two points that now are one.
A point where life joins death
A point where East meets West
Where black is white and day is night,
Where good and evil cease upheaval
All that is, was and ever shall be
Is yours to become if you could but see.

The time of the Mystics,
The time of the Magicks,
The time when the sun stands still.

copyright 2001 Greyzone

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