The days wane cold and dark upon the shore
Of our beloved Bay where ospreys fly.
I watch the sun part slowly from the sky
And wonder what the new year has in store.
Will this, the longest darkest night dawn bright,
Bring freedom from disease, from war and strife?
Will it set us on a new path of life?
Will this, the coming year dawn dark or light?
Just as the endless turning of our Earth
From day to night, to dark to light again,
From storm to calm, from drought to welcome rain,
An endless cycle of death and rebirth,
May our health be restored, our worries stilled
May we return to peace and to goodwill