Solstice Dawn

The sky is on fire. Reds and pinks and golds over the underlying blue fading back from the determined dark of the shortest night. the dawn, a newborn seeking, fighting to burst forth from the known haven of the eastern horizon. Wave after wave of wondrous orange and copper bubble forth, the darkness bleeding away. the burgeoning crest of horizon shatters, and from it light, purest, deepest, brightest light breaks free and takes flight, and so begins the longest day of 2009. Welcome now the sun child, now become the king of the sky. and I, knee deep in waters set a blaze in his light, lose the words of writer. I stand at the edge of something words cannot touch, and I'm ok with that.