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Solstice Canyon

A little slice of heaven

from the pie of paradise

An ancient stream

falls from its birth

unhindered into the sea

The oaks and the sycamores remember

in all their glory

a picture book story

Time passes in a capsule

of past and present

The future is always tomorrow

In a simpler time

Indians knew how to live

in a peaceful society

upon the earth

In the days of the Chumash

before the Spaniards came

and brought disease

and persecution

They lived here in this canyon

the very same I have been

lucky enough to call home

The rhythms of time are

always present here

in this canyon

Like a Summer Solstice

celebration

Water

       Earth

            Fire

                 Sky

The four elements

in perfect symmetry

Like a golden springtime

 

Inspired by Solstice Canyon Wilderness Park in Malibu, CA

 

©2009 Hyla Menuhin Douglas

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