Monday, June 22, 2009

Turning of the circle of the world.

New moon and solstice. Powerful. Catclaw silver in the sky. Curlew call into the moth dancing darkness. Honeysuckle, rose and mouse scent in the garden. Night time starlight bliss. Midsummer.

2 comments:

M.A. said...

The poem reminds me some Old Irish one... beautiful!

basicnorth said...

Very, very strong and powerful - it is also powerful to know that so many of us see this from so many distant places in the world and are joined by the contemplation of it.