For Jilly’s Days of Unreason challenge, a tritina.
“A violent windstorm the night before the solstice. from Solstice Litany
Sun-tossed sky of cloud and wind,
The day is longer than the night,
And even summer dark is light.
This eve the burden seems so light
Like leaves of feathers in the wind,
Like softest voices of the night.
To walk the lane when falls the night,
When calms the tangled cloudy wind,
Is all I need to find the light.
No wind can gutter this night light.