Summer Solistice
Marigold in the paradise river the serenity
Like a sun remains stand still and getting warmer witty
Purifying souls awakening light to crystal chirp of bird beauty
Perpendicular to horizon stops and reverse its direction without guilty
Like navigating the spherical concept differentiating the seasons
Flute of songs and breezes softly flowing touching your eyes at dark because of reason
Flowers turn new and fruit ripens up led to theism
All gathered to understand the mystery of long day without any atheism
Festivals were organized and worshipped the lord
Magician takes an edge to soothsayers all native and abroad
Witches were burned by the agony of the power sword
Of the paradise cognates unraveling the mystery of luminal word
Witches go nuts by the Celtic power practice beliefs and spiritual
Worshipping natural beauty and divinity going beyond the physical world ritual
Reincarnation in the third world, soul in successive births by art songs real
respecting creatures by process of sowing and harvesting is time immemorial.
5/6/2016
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