Summer Solstice

Thoughts on the Summer Solstice written as a PI poem.

Sun stands still!
Culmination
of spring’s sweet desire;
inauguration
of the season of fulfillment.
On the longest day of the year, I meditate
on the
similarities between the seasons and civilizations.
Both affect the human race,
in subtle ways.
Both flow, like rivers across
the landscape of human evolution, affecting and being
effected by humanity. Summer becomes autumn which becomes winter
which in turn becomes spring. Civilizations rise,
conquer, rule and are conquered. Humanity survives and advances.
Sun stands still!

Pi poem: 3, 1, 4, 1, 5, 9, 2, 6, 5, 3, 5, 8, 9, 7, 9, 3.