At the solstice, the sun haults its golden voyage
Hovering like a spellbound lantern caught between worlds.Time itself seems to hold its breath
as frost sprites twirl in the quiet air
and shadows stretch like curious creatures
listening for the turning of the season.From this enchanted stillness,
light gathers its courage,
summoning a slow, shimmering ascent,
toward the bright realms of summer. Waiting far beyond the horizon.©2025