DAILY
Solstice Reverie
The sky arcs up and out as earth lifts herself
Awaiting the long-night.
The Sun God moves to stand-still
Leaving seductive seed.
We guess this secret dance
Abandon life to it
And await the lover’s descent,
The earth’s quivering brace
Feet dancing the belly of the beloved
Who offers warm milk-teats,
The breast of God
Lifted from rolling fields of hay.
Winding roses wrap bare thighs
Seducing The Sun long past his hour.
Now spent, they whisper
Late, late into the longest light.
Linda, love that you love the poetry of life. Sometimes it’s so beautiful it aches, no? Happy to be standing side by side in appreciation. Hope this night is as achy-breaky for you.
Beautiful poetry Samantha! Your words brought beautiful pictures to my mind…
Yes! Late, late into the longest light! I am imagining it. Hope your longest light has been all that.
If only you were here to dance with us through the faerie dust, life would be wonderful. Hope you’re celebrating somehow, hand looking forward to our time together!