Solstice

Northern hemisphere
the longest night is coming
everything bare here
devoid of any life humming.

The southern hemisphere
the longest day there
babies are born
green everywhere
locked in a daydream they stare.

Realize please.. this is the same place
one half of the other
hurtling through space
revealing the rhythm of Life
into a multisensory perception.

See yourself as a soul first~
then a personality second
these changes will make known
a feeling of change..
I reckon.

poem by Robert Scott Cohn
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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