The Summer Solstice

The summer solstice has come and now the days will retreat, like my life, which passed its equinox at a date I cannot know and must not fix. Here in Northern Lands the summer’s light will warm the soil discarding cold embers of wintertime. Why? This is not magic nor is it tragic, but simply the ways things are and the way that things will be. Certainly, the days will lessen and my life will die, but unlike the sun I see in the sky I shall not know when the end of my life will come until it arrives. This is the way of things and the way things will be.