Solstice
A renewal of the space,
Of gravity, time, allowance,
New creations, new life.
Revival spread through the lands and the hearts.
This is our father’s creation,
The beauty, mind boggling.
The air fresh, crisp, sweet,
The beginning, the end,
New paths, new walks.
Roads . . . they end.
They wind.
Animals, people,
All things breathing.
Solstice!
Copyright © Jody Mckinnon | Year Posted 2014
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