Summer Solstice Chant

June 21

The sun, rich and open,
stretches and pours on the bloom of our work.

In the center of the new flowers,
a darker wing of flower

points you like a fire.

Point your fire like a flower.

First collected in Calendars (Tupelo Press, 2003, second edition with CD, 2008)

Annie Finch Poems Spiral ritual Summer Solstice Chant