Come out of your chrysalis
into the soft light
of amber bright
Summer Solstice sky.
As the Earth turned
we have been asleep
beneath the concrete
of this new kingdom come.
Now come,
let us shed off the last vestiges
of aeons old skin
and former things
long since passed to dust.
Under this new golden dawn
we are born anew.
The lands that bore
the tread of our step
have succumbed to time,
so we will leave footprints
upon this new age.
When we face the burning
of the horizon line,
under the indelible
deep blue vastness
of our home,
we must relish that feeling
of new grass beneath our feet
and warm, summer air upon our skin.
Make ready,
it is almost time.
HG – 2016
