October saw you shadow-side first;
That is how it was known to be you
Because there You were, full, full
And still properly to sun, at all.
From this shade of the winter solstice
approach, Had glimpses of your greater
summer, Beaming from the sides of an
equatorial curtain teasing forth.
So, it had to come as no surprise when
The grasses of June stood plated green
Which stirred by the gold fields of July
Were laid bare in the sands of August:
Stayed in wait of your sunniest embrace
Seen it clear in its half-year absence
Because it was You there, full and full
Now turn around and light it all up.