Litha, The Summer Solstice, #ButterflyCinquain

Posted on by Colleen M. Chesebro
Image by Hans Braxmeier from Pixabay
Litha
red flames flicker
longest day of the year
we honor death, rebirth, and change
Magick
our Summer Solstice blessings flow
let go—learn acceptance
abide in the
moment

We know Litha, the Summer Solstice, is called the festival of fire. June 21st is the longest day of the year. The Sun is at its full strength shining bright in the sky. After this day, the upcoming days will become shorter and shorter until December 21st, when we reach the Winter Solstice, the shortest day of the year.

On Summer Solstice Eve, people all over the globe celebrate with fire rituals. In America, Pagans celebrate this holiday with a huge bonfire to remind us of the heat of the summer sun. For me, the color red signifies the Summer Solstice bonfires. 🔥

The Summer Solstice reminds us that nothing lasts forever. Summer is always short-lived. We live in a world that is constantly changing, dying, and renewing. This is a time of letting go and accepting the things we can’t change. Now, we must be fully in the present moment, soaking up the richness of the here and the now. We can use that sun energy to inspire, to uplift us, to energize us. Let the spirit of the season ignite our inner fires and passions to accomplish our life goals.

Mark your calendars! June 21st is just around the corner. Learn more about the roots of the Summer Solstice HERE…

Written for #TankaTuesday Color Poetry 🔥

Happy Summer Solstice!

42 thoughts on “Litha, The Summer Solstice, #ButterflyCinquain”

  1. I love your poem and your explanation of the Summer Solstice, Colleen! I’m still hoping to write a poem by Sunday, but we leave today for Arizona, so it may not happen this week. We shall see! 🙂

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  4. What a fabulous post and I love your Butterfly Cinquain, Colleen! Thank you for explaining the Summer Solstice! 💖 ✨

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  11. Loved the lines Colleen.
    Litha is similar to what we have in North India when winter crop is ready to be harvested. It is. called Lohri.
    Sitting by bonfire in cold air wishing away evil and prayers for good times!
    Places differ but customs are same and still mankind bickers

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    1. Yes! Your festival called Lohri, sounds just like Litha. Do you have a festival for the summer or winter solstices? Later in August, we Pagans celebrate Mabon, which is a harvest festival. And you’re so right, Sujata… we’re all so alike. Don’t let anyone tell you any different. ❤

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