lady Solstice
Jun 28, 2022
just what you’d expect from her
rainy morning turned sunny
she has transition in her blood
with a move of her cloak
the winds change into
bare feet on the sand
red shoulders and the blessed
salt on burnt lips
I see her today
her — conquering sunlight
having patiently waited
to bring fulness of things
her humid words swish through
buildings and thoughts
announcing: All has its time!
