Solstice Dawn

Solstice Dawn

The flutter-song swells,
a hundred robins’ voices needed
to create the glowing sky feast—

watermelon, strawberries, peaches—
the moon takes a delicate nibble
before she hums herself to sleep,

the feathery melodies from before-time
drift through the air, rose-tinted and sweet.

There’s a break in the January 6 Committee Hearings, so I’m posting this quickly. I wrote this on Tuesday for the solstice–it was a beautiful morning– and I shared it with @TopTweetTuesday. I’m sharing it now for dVerse Open Link Night.

35 thoughts on “Solstice Dawn

  1. A true gift, to find the peace and beauty that always exists, even in these fraught moments. I envy that, as my own vision of late has been too often bleak. Love the image of the humming moon.

  2. Brilliant and beautiful, Merril. The moon feasts on “watermelon, strawberries, peaches”.
    I feast on your words.

    I’m finding the Jan. 6 hearings to be riveting.

  3. What aural sherbet to cleanse the palate of the Jan. 6 hearings (as if those were enough for one week’s shattering news). I love walking at the moment of the morning when all the birds start singing.

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