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Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Summer Solstice

There is something mystical about the moment when light meets darkness on the day with the longest amount of sunlight.

Something calls me to witness that ephemeral encounter when light surrenders and slowly yields a minute a day to the shadows of the night.

It's a melancholic celebration.

Light crowns itself as in reaching a finish line and cedes its place to the shadows as if there was no need to prove anything anymore.

No need to prove anything.

In six months it will slowly and decisively take back everything it conceded. Disposing darkness of what it thought it had.

It's a matter of opinion who wins each time.

Truth like light will  always shine through in the end even if for a while the obscurity of the night thought it had the upper hand.

There is something mystical about surrendering. There is something about losing ground ephemerally.
Light like truth shines through.