Solstice Child
by Blayze
I see a ripple in the stream
A subtle stirring in the breeze
Can you see the Greenwood bough
When the moon becomes the cloud?

A glimpse of snow, a hint of flame
A sacred hunt in all but name
Do you hear the crow that calls
Before the coming of the dawn?
CHORUS
THE HOLLY RED, THE BERRY BRIGHT
A WINTER'S CLOAK AGAINST THE NIGHT
WILL YOU SEEK THE MAGIC WILD
TO GUARD THE SOLSTICE CHILD?

The god of forest, field and fruit
Is born to drum and harp and flute
Do you call him from the wood
The Horned One of cloven hoof?

The sun his crown, the wind his mane
His tears the cold and bitter rain
Do you feel the land renew
In the web bedecked with dew?

CHORUS

The boy with fire in his eyes
Will be the Lord of Summer Skies
Do you reap the field of corn
Before the dark has turned to dawn?

A promise made, a promise kept
A vow of sacrifice and debt
Do you celebrate the night
So your future may be bright?

CHORUS