A sun dance at Solstice
Midsummer, the Longest day, litha
the Sun at its highest point standing still,
a celebration of water, earth and sky,
the great father spirit ascends
to the reunion with his son and earth mother.
The bright half of the year has come,
dance in the Inca temple of the sun,
torch the fire by the lake shore,
to keep evil at bay,
bonfires on mountain high,
praying to the gods of the sky for rain,
to wash the ashes into the earth.
The oak king at the height of his power,
bathed in the full strength of the sun,
commands the heavens
upon the greenwood throne,
birch, fern and flowers,
St. John’s Wort to chase the devil,
a triumph of light over dark,
good over evil,
magic is at its peak,
The rising of the Nile
flooding the land with fertility,
pyramids and sphinx
like the heel and slaughter stones of Stonehenge
aligned with the sun at dawn.
Nature at its most majestic,
with spirits of field, forest, river and stream,
a time of change and new beginnings,
light, warmth, strength and high energy,
before the sun star moves south
with it the light gently grows fainter
to wane day by day
© Kevin McManus
Midsummer, the Longest day, litha
the Sun at its highest point standing still,
a celebration of water, earth and sky,
the great father spirit ascends
to the reunion with his son and earth mother.
The bright half of the year has come,
dance in the Inca temple of the sun,
torch the fire by the lake shore,
to keep evil at bay,
bonfires on mountain high,
praying to the gods of the sky for rain,
to wash the ashes into the earth.
The oak king at the height of his power,
bathed in the full strength of the sun,
commands the heavens
upon the greenwood throne,
birch, fern and flowers,
St. John’s Wort to chase the devil,
a triumph of light over dark,
good over evil,
magic is at its peak,
The rising of the Nile
flooding the land with fertility,
pyramids and sphinx
like the heel and slaughter stones of Stonehenge
aligned with the sun at dawn.
Nature at its most majestic,
with spirits of field, forest, river and stream,
a time of change and new beginnings,
light, warmth, strength and high energy,
before the sun star moves south
with it the light gently grows fainter
to wane day by day
© Kevin McManus
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Forwarded from The Winlandish Folk (᛬ᚻᚢᚾᛞᚹᚣᚾ᛬)
The most costly thing in all the worlds is ignorance. Hone yourself, hone your tribe.