Summer Solstice
The moment had come as the sun broke the night An orange sphere rising The first of summer light They danced in the circle Flowers woven in their hair Among the ancient stones In each hand a burning flare Kneeling at earth’s altar Chanting a prayer in rhyme Celebrating Midsummer Marking the passage of time Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Image by Nanou22 from Pixabay