The longest day.
The brightest light.
The simplest of summer flowers.

I love that I know just exactly what it is that I'm looking at.
I love that I know nothing at all.
I love the mystery...the intrigue...the ambiguity.
I love that it's all so perfectly clear.

Solstice.
It's hard to believe...but I know that it's true.
The days will only get shorter from here.