Summer Solstice (Written June 21)

Summer Solstice

 

We found a spot near a sapling

Where we could see the fire

And the people around the fire

 

Holding hands. Clouds hid

The sun in the eastern sky.

A light rain began to fall.

 

To mark the exact moment

A woman, in a still small

Voice, began to chant.

 

A man with a feather

Stepped forward with a rant

Against the “greedy ones”

 

Who would destroy

Our planet. We had run

All the way to get here,

 

And now we joined in,

Hand in hand, to hear

What we already knew.

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