summer solstice

Transcendence of light, soft moons 

Their bellies dance, crest over a horizon, like coiling wind 

The winter echoes like barefoot little babies 

A void, but not without 

Wanting, but never grasping 

A prayer of solace placed at the earth 

Golden as gift of and for each other, and for purity, of eternity

Ensconced of space and land 

The work that is long cannot be undone