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
radiant
sun…

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
blessed
solstice
night

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