I like the simplicity of Solar year holidays

No expensive gifts or frantic preparations

Just a basket of acorns and red leaves

Or a crust of pie dripping fresh blueberries

To mark diurnal and nocturnal spaces

Solstices signal a major change

But Equinoxes are not minor

They appeal to my Libra Rising desire

For equality, justice

Day and night commensurate

With the temperance

Of Autumn and Spring

Winter trees have their own beauty

Although some may perceive the

Deciduous ones as

Bare bones of ugliness, mortality

But look carefully and see

They are authentically

Dressed in a fine skin

Of music and poetry…

© 2020 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE:  Fall Equinox 2020