Solus (Light)

Along the snowy banks
Of winter river's course
There runs a stream of winter light
That travels past the source
The autumn days will slowly pass
The solstice on its way
The ancient suns of yesteryear
Still shining to the last
We sing into caves of stone
Where chieftains lie at rest
Following the fairy mounds
Mindful of the quest
That takes us into lighter times
And tides us over dark
Awakening the snowy dreams
As winter finds its mark

Triona Ni Dhomhnaill