by Ethel Mortenson Davis
Summer solstice
was the day you chose
to photograph the open doors.
Only then was the light
brightest at the last door.
Ancient doors aligned
to summer’s celestial calendar—
when the sun hangs
lowest on the longest day,
when the light is brightest
at the last door,
showing us the path
to enlightenment—
all we will ever want
in the world.
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