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When the day meets the night in a perfect embrace,
Spring whispers hello with a warm, gentle face.
The Sun at the equator, life starts to increase,
Equinox blooms, and the light finds its peace.
Dance under the Sun, dance under the moon,
Celebrate the rhythm that’s tuned to nature’s tune.
From the equinox’s balance to the solstice’s height,
We’re spinning through the seasons, from day into night.
As we tilt towards the Sun, summer skies come alive,
23.5 North, where the warm breezes thrive.
Longest day of the year, the solstice of June,
Fires of summer, under the bright noon.
Dance under the Sun, dance under the moon,
Celebrate the rhythm that’s tuned to nature’s tune.
From the equinox’s balance to the solstice’s height,
We’re spinning through the seasons, from day into night.
Then back to the equator, leaves begin to fall,
Autumn equinox hears the harvest’s call.
Equal night, equal day, balance in the air,
A tapestry of gold spread everywhere.
When the Sun bows down to 23.5 South,
Winter’s cold solstice whispers frost to each mouth.
Shortest day, deepest dreams, stars in clear sight,
Solstice of winter, cradle of night.
Dance under the Sun, dance under the moon,
Celebrate the rhythm that’s tuned to nature’s tune.
From the equinox’s balance to the solstice’s height,
We’re spinning through the seasons, from day into night.
So here’s to the Sun, and here’s to the Earth,
In this celestial dance, we find our rebirth.
Through solstices, equinoxes, time flows like a stream -
We’re all part of a much larger, beautiful dream.
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