night at its ebb
but longer nights to come
day at its peak
but shorter days to come
all of life is cycles and balance
this i knew apart from myself
in the diffused light of the solstice
a silver day with sky on the ground
a calming quiet steadfast haze
pulsing now with a galaxy of fireflies
under the weaker stars
pulsing now with a galaxy of fireflies
under the weaker stars
brave because i said i would be
on the cusp of a new phase
on the cusp of a new phase
