Springtime has reached its final day, but nature continues to blossom in its annual rebirth. No matter how hurried, eventful or tiring the days become, nature’s clock is always clear eyed and timely. Hence, the seasons have changed seamlessly, and the summer solstice is upon us. Let’s celebrate the arrival of summer with the late
Ametrine skies, gusting lingering sighs, Whisper tales, of retired summer days. Breezy breaths soothe the sun’s blistering eyes, Of a gaze, that’s turned greens to browns, and grays. Burnished apricot shadows, listen still, As the sky narrates the gone summertide. Dog days memories, warm the autumn chill, Recomposed, nature will strike a new stride. Glitter
Bird of Paradise, feather among leaves, To the earthy soil I am bound and tied. Anchored by claws of roots and weighty sheaves, My spirit flies among the birds that glide. My sprawled pinions verdant, tail feathers pied, A crest of orange crowned is my disguise. As winds breathe hope and new life, then subside,
