Hail, O Sun and God of the Sun.
We welcome your presence
as we celebrate the Solstice,
the longest day,
the pinnacle of your power;
when you stand still in the Northern sky
before you begin your journey Southward
and the days grow shorter.
From the dawn of time,
men and women of every land
have honored, reverenced, and worshipped you,
knowing that without your light and warmth,
there could be no life on the Earth.
Today, we who call ourselves Pagans
continue this ancient and sacred tradition.
In stone circles,
on mountains and seashores,
in the forests and in the cities,
we pause to recognize
the turning of the Wheel of the Year.
Blessed be the Sun.