Solstice Night


gazing out
from the nest
of darkness…

such a holy hum
on this night

when light and dark
become lovers…

I feel the kiss
before their mouths meet;

electric anticipation, 
the magnitude
of the communion;

birthing a brand new world
with every turn of the wheel…

the rustling skirts of my gown
glowing with starlight,
the tender moon
tucked inside my pocket;

whirling across
the dance floor,

into the arms
of the

oh, how I love
to turn toward the light;
(and back to the dark again)

like a selkie
reclaiming her skin,
slipping into
the moonlit waters…

drinking in this
liquid marriage
of heaven
and earth

when everything
feels held
so close

on this

sacred thread words & image © Heather Rhodes at  Studio Petronella
model: maddie