The sun lingers today
Not rushing off  not in a hurry to fall behind the hills
It pauses
as if the sky is holding its breath
And we feel it too
Something still Something ancient
The light stretches longer than it should
casting soft gold on things we almost forgot to notice
the curve of a leaf
the quiet rhythm of our own pulse
a bird crossing the silence like a thought we hadnt had yet
People gather or dont
Some light fires, some sit alone.
But all of us
somewhere in the quiet
feel the turning
Not a celebration, exactly
More like a recognition
That the world moves in circles
and sometimes
were lucky enough to feel the moment it shifts!