By Gord Grant At the zenith of summer, where days stretch long, The Earth basks in sunlight, nature’s vibrant song. Fields are lush, and skies are clear, This is the solstice, the height of the year. But look deeper, past the sun’s golden glow, It’s Earth’s orbit, its path to show. Not the sun’s change, but our world’s stance, This moment, a dance in the cosmic expanse. This year,…
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