Solstice Eve

Solstice Eve

On the longest

day of the year,

I want to choose

the shortest path

to joy—the one

with no distance,

no time. The one 

we can know

as close as our skin

& in any season. 

I want to go to sleep

& come awake

to this lengthy day, 

to sun—to all 

that’s possible

in hours of light. 

But may I remind

myself of all I can also 

do when darkness 

begins again—when 

joy will dress in shadow

but still glow, 

nevertheless.