Summer Solstice 2020

June 20, 2020

Tonight, as the sun kisses

the tops of the mountains

before saying goodnight,

even though I cannot see it,

from my low, flat place

here on the plains, I feel it

on my lips as if I’m standing

there on the peak, on the

brink of something good

and true and real, like

this breath and this

sigh and this aching

in my chest, this waking

in my soul to this

present moment.


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