Summer Solstice
The darkness falls draping the world in velvet shadow,
as across Heaven, the shooting star sprinkles magic dust
upon the sleeping dreamers.
The winking stars aglow, she walks the path to the grassy hill,
careful not to disturb the sleeping lovers that lie hidden in the tall grass,
their glistening bodies naked in the early morning dew.
Her diaphanous linen gown billows gently in the breath of morning,
gleaming white in the light of the smiling honey moon
hinting through the shear fabric at the beauty that lies beneath it.
Following the path of planate vegetation where the heavy sun wheel rolled
she spies the remains of the numerous cleansing fires that have since
burned to cinder on the previous evening.
As she crests the hill she twirls with rye smile and gentle laughter
at the scene that lies before her, the fields fertile with seeds of plants
and paramours to sprout anew as renewed life in the early spring.
In her dance she lets slip her ethereal gown and slides slowly
into the comforting bed of green with its life giving moisture,
her body drawing in each drop from the tips of each tickling leaf.
Contented with the promise of another year of renewal
the mother of all life melts in to the warm earth
to await anew the wonder of the next Lithan night.
06/01/16
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