to greet the dawning sun
gathering armfuls of pure
to crown the summer king
the Lord of the Hunt
proud and virile
mighty sunbeams amidst oak leaves
watch as he takes his place
beside the queen
the Lady of the Meadows
bedecked in flowers
her belly swelling with future’s hope
with nature’s turning wheel as you
light the flame
of creative passions
as the long day
For the first time since moving into my new house, I went out for a dawn walk this morning. It was the summer solstice – how could I not?! Though it wasn’t particularly pleasant to drag myself out of bed at 4am, in the end I was very glad I did as it was a beautiful morning. I was going to save the pictures I took for a later date and simply post my usual Wordless Wednesday today, but as I also wrote the poem whilst I was out and about so I thought I may as well share them all with you now.
Here are a few more pictures:
I hope you like them.
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