Midsummer
13 years ago
The truth may come in clever disguises...
The longest day of the year~Mid Summer-the Solstice...the light hold equal rule with its nocturnal sister...As i write this journal i am reminded of the deep slumber of the fallen winters cold embrace. My thoughts now turn to the wheel of the years turning, of how it feels to be so alive in this time of year. The sun filled days are long and warm, the Goddess in full bloom in every aspect~all life celebrates with songs in the air~dances upon the ground and long shadows reach as the sun finally falls slowly behind the horizon. A warm night briings the memorys forward from the days dwindeling hours-lesson learned-faces visited~stories shared...as this whiskey warms my throat~now to sleep-to awaken a creature renewed...to embrace yet another day celebrating the Suns reign.
Blessed Be~
Blessed Be~
Respect, brutha yote.
You are truly a poet and a scholar, my good sir.
Blessed be~
I give my love to you, your wife, and your youngin' and I hope the season brings you all growth and happiness.