Summer Solstice
The druids, its believed, held hands in prayer, facing the East
beat drums, blew horns to welcome the Summer Solstice daylong feast
Their sonorous chants, the horns and drums grew louder
as sun appeared at the horizon and steadily climbed higher.
The witches and warlocks, it’s said, danced around fire
to keep light alive even after the glorious sun retired.
Ensnared by the longest day,devotional songs all would sing
even the Satan and ghoulish devils needed the solstice's blessing
The women and men wore garlands of herb and flower
to ward off any evil spirits that came alive to wander.
I would like to silence all digital noise and chatter
sever all connections with email, Facebook and twitter
Watch reverently as the sun rises to its majestic golden best
and soak each cell till our star drowns in the deep dark West.
Thank Almighty for the pervasive luminescence and energy
the sidestepping of dusk to reveal dawn in perfect synergy.
Written on 05/27/2016
Copyright © Sara Chansarkar | Year Posted 2016
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