Week 35 – Grass #2

Summer Solstice

We said our prayers to the new solstice sun

We raised our eyes to the sky as a cardinal floated effortlessly across the sky

From our mouths came reflection and new purpose

The day, the season, the year had begun

Waterdrops of dew clung to the grass, which dampened our toes in a cool morning wash

The calm of the new found day roared though our bodies

We tingled and vibrated

We parted ways amongst sporadic gestures of hope

Looking to survive the obstacles ahead.