62. The Magic of Winter Solstice

By stefan

The morning was grey, sad and frayed on edges with tiredness. The return of the Sun was scheduled for 12.02 GMT (UT) but it didn’t look that he would show his radiant face. And yet…At noon the sun suddenly parted the clouds and chased them away.  Two minutes later it was blazing away straight into my window which is facing south. It was pure magic and quite unreal. I prayed silently and chaotically, trying to say all that was in  my heart as my eyes filled with unshed tears. Three minutes later the clouds returned, but the magic of the returning Sun remained like a whispered promise of other things yet to come.

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