The heat of the summer is not the punishment for our sins
nor the disconnecting of divinity, instead
it is the earth drawing closer
to her great love, rotating softly,
slowly while he pours out
his life giving rays.
And the moon witnesses the marriage, radiating her beauty,
yet blushing red, on the hottest days.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”