A Blessed Solstice

The Earth will spin on her axis  and show her beautiful face to the sun in incremental glory. It is the mere beginning of Winter here. The horizon is new with snow. By the end of February it is likely icy mountains of snow will be formed out past the horizon covering all this sea green in dun sandy white.

I hope your Solstice is peaceful.


Emily Dickinson

It sifts from leaden sieves,
It powders all the wood,
It fills with alabaster wool
The wrinkles of the road.

It makes an even face
Of mountain and of plain, —
Unbroken forehead from the east
Unto the east again.

It reaches to the fence,
It wraps it, rail by rail,
Till it is lost in fleeces;
It flings a crystal veil

On stump and stack and stem, —
The summer’s empty room,
Acres of seams where harvests were,
Recordless, but for them.

It ruffles wrists of posts,
As ankles of a queen, —
Then stills its artisans like ghosts,
Denying they have been.

One last thing, that is a photographer shooting the sun.  And I may have interpreted this as, “Oh, look, the horizon has a new look.”

New Horizon

Published by dunelight


14 thoughts on “A Blessed Solstice

    1. “No Rules”

      As I said on your post I’m not an anarchist but AM often tied up IRL commitments and cannot get to all the other blog award rules. THANK YOU! 🙂

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