Poem – Spinning The Sun
Spinning The Sun
Height of the sun
So high, so high
Ground wavering and melting
In the heat haze
Call me to your soul
Deep love, deep light
Yet burning danger
Consuming fire
Nothing in part-measures
Aching, desperate
Passion so bright
Call me to your home
The heart of the desert
The source of the hot spring
The centre of the mountain
Ready to burst
Ash and fire
Over the land
Call me to your music
Dancing the round
Spinning the sun
Clattering bells that
Glisten and sparkle
As boots hit the ground
Over and over
Beating the drum
Beating the heart
The thrum of blood
Bursting through
Summer’s veins.
(*Photo by Jonathan Borba on Unsplash [Image ID: A sunset over a cloudscape])
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About the Author:
Mabh Savage is a Pagan author, poet and musician, as well as a freelance journalist and content creator. She’s a nature-based witch, obsessed with Irish and British Paganism and Folklore, plus she’s a massive plant nerd. She’s also a long-time Hekate devotee and a newbie Lokean. She works extensively with the UK Pagan Federation, including editing their bi-annual children’s magazine. Mabh is a passionate environmentalist and an advocate for inclusiveness and positive social transformation.
Mabh is the author of A Modern Celt: Seeking the Ancestors, Pagan Portals – Celtic Witchcraft: Modern Witchcraft Meets Celtic Ways, and most recently, Practically Pagan: An Alternative Guide to Planet Friendly Living. Search “Mabh Savage” on Spotify and @Mabherick on all socials.