Summer Solstice Heat
JUNE 20, 2008
_This dryness,_
_juice of my body gone to desert,_
_savannah blossoming_
_in the heat of summer_
_and turning fifty..._
_I am the bone,_
_the stripped bark of tree_
_and flower,_
_the dry river bed_
_longing for rain_
_and the roll of thunder_
_that fills_
_this empty well_
_of my soul,_
_this cracked vessel_
_a lantern_
_in the dark night,_
_where coolness drapes my shoulders_
_and star ice_
_melts in the heat of my being..._
Photo: My shadow in our Santa Rosa Labyrinth... reflected from the heat of the summer solstice 2008.