Solstice Thoughts 2004

[Wolfwalker]

The turning of the eternal wheel of the seasons
the height of light and dearth of night,
Of moments spent in long, lingering embraces
held in the daylit gaze of my eyes,
of myself held in the gaze of my lover's eyes reflected,
as the world around me revolves, resolves itself,
and goes on it's way, heedless of me...

Th twilit even, the filling of the grain;
long eventides spent among my friends
revelling in the warmed air and light
sharing music, feast and fellowship
until night at long last reluctantly drifts in
like a shadow that would sooner stay apart
and listen to the tales and songs
than intervene, bringing all to an end...

The hours spent in daylight's brilliance
preparing the circle for the ritual
readying ourselves as much as the ring...
preparing to welcome the sun
on his return the following blessed morn:
the celebration can begin
the crops are sowed and we breath a moment
before we prepare for Lugh's heavy toil
as the wheel spins onwards, ever-turning,
like our hearts and lives, ever burning
like our spirits, ever lifted up in offering
to do no harm and as we would,
knowing our work is ever to do the good...


wolfwalker 10-June-04

[Night Hawk]

OMG!!!

[Loosh]

Lovely words that capture a soft summer night, Thank you WW!

[Gearr]

I like how this poem evokes a sense of you and your lover, you and your friends gathered and preparing for a Solstice Ritual. It's nice how you make a poem out of this ritual event, it grounds the poem and makes it easy to enter. Nice work......Best, Gearr

[Guest]

"The twilit even, the filling of the grain;
long eventides spent among my friends
revelling in the warmed air and light
sharing music, feast and fellowship
until night at long last reluctantly drifts in
like a shadow that would sooner stay apart
and listen to the tales and songs
than intervene, bringing all to an end... "

Amazing! I would like to be able to share that campfire with you!

OakWyse

[Kaya-Nita]

i wonder what tales would be told and wonderful voices carrying harmoniuos tunes. Reminds me of camp fires from being a kid. Mee-gwitch for the memory returned.