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