

A Wanderer's Solstice SunriseWanderer [coming upon a town's Winter festival]. Crystalline heaps of powder rise While vaulted banks show mournful guise. Death surrounds this spirit dower Who only seeks truth and power. Yonder, I sense life and cheering. A festival I am nearing. In darkest hour of the year, Midnight on Christmas, they do cheer For central force, mediation, Their heartfelt transfiguration. With death around they speak of love, Not of that below or above. &nA Wanderer's Solstice Sunrise
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