Summer Solstice at Stonehenge

The Heel stone marks the rise 
The crown of the year 
The sun in its meridian
Held momentarily clear;
Statistically recorded
Longest day of light 
Waning days till Yule
Bale fires alight.

Mystic ritual performed, 
Ancient Norse procession,
The light of Earth’s existence,
Mysteries of succession.

The sun reaches its zenith 
Upon these ancient stones;
Our planet in quiet alignment 
In  beauty is honed;
Connects something intangible 
Deep in DNA
Responding to those questions
Of Neolithic way.
Older than we can fathom,
None can reason how? 
Spirituality reawakened
To ask the question now. 

The orbit explained with physics 
Around this central star;
The planetary alignment mathematical
Seeks order out of chaos 
To be predictable.

Questions still unanswered 
Evoke such mystery 
Of time long discussion 
Summer Solstice agreed
A spectacle indeed.

Whatever belief or none 
Put science and faith together;
From this our wisdom comes;
The power of our Earth 
Is drawn from things above,
But the greatest thing of all 
It was made with love. 

Ruth Partridge