Walking the Hedge

Just Another Yuletide

I hear the shopping songs sweetly singing
The folk are fighting over baby gods in public places
And the people throw money away like garbage
A smile then a start with “Have a happy – ”
Happy what hunny? We have become so painfully worried
Isn’t the sentiment the same? Or has it changed today?
Yeah, it’s just another Yuletide

Trees and bows and pretty things
Shiny gifts for rosy faces, ratty gifts for hungry faces
The halls are decked the cupboards are bare
Stampeding malls and plastic walls filled with things
To fill our vacant and distracted souls
How painfully close we come to losing the meaning
You know, it’s just another Yuletide

Hearthfire, farmfire, heartfire, soulfire, homefire
Through the soft and silent snow I do the rounds
Dark, bitter, brilliant nights walking alone by ambient light
Crown of the Holly King glistens, freezes, shines
Mantle of the Lady frozen in time, glows with white
Cold moon peers through crisp clouds and the tips of pines
Yes, it’s just and other Yuletide

~ Juniper, December 2008