Kit Kelen #1088 - solstice

1088
solstice

in the east dark south

as sometimes
all of the window treed

Sunday for a stillness

find the silver
in the tin

and sway
it's not the wind you see

my whole heart labyrinth
never knowing which
or how long the string

so
one day forever after us

shepherds of not much night
and cloudless

weary of was
one year further fallen

treetops catch themselves up

with firstness
and with lastness
and smoke

and one day in forever
live as if the day

slave at the thing
as if you were free

find yourself
the words to say

and sing!

so low
so light
their sun

here we are
join voices

summer – tidy
the storm away

voice in the rain
and as a breeze

firstly I'm brought
then bright to be

a stretch
and festive

east first up
so south

living the secret of
dot dot dot