The Heart of Winter
Thursday, December 23rd, 2010I am (finally) on my days of vacation surrounding Christmas.
This is the best time of year for me: celebrating Yule and the winter solstice. I am far away from the misery of summer. This is the time when I get to unplug from the stress and deadlines and demands at work and thoroughly enjoy the quiet, the warmth, of the heart of winter. Call it the Peace of the Season; call it what you will.
Oh Winter! ruler of th’ inverted year…
I love thee, all unlovely as thou seem’st,And dreaded as thou art! Thou hold’st the sunA pris’ner in the yet undawning East,Short’ning his journey between morn and noon,And hurrying him, impatient of his stay,Down to the rosy West; but kindly stillCompensating his loss with added hoursOf social converse and instructive ease,And gathering at short notice, in one group,The family dispers’d, and fixing thought,Not less dispers’d by day-light and its cares.
I crown thee King of intimate delights,Fire-side enjoyments, home-born happiness,And all the comforts that the lowly roofOf undisturb’d retirement, and the hoursOf long uninterrupted evening, know.
The Task, Book IV: The Winter Evening — William Cowper








