Where the cold earth yields to slumber
And the only heartbeat
Is the sole call of the wild,
There lies a darkened hollow
Where our Mother lies in waiting,
Waiting for her labour
To bring forth the Solstice Child.
From 'Mrs Darley's Pagan Whispers'
Celebrates all aspects of the natural world as the wheel of the year turns through the eyes of the enigmatic Mrs Darley, the title character in a series of books on Pagan festivals and magic.