First Day of Summer
Meditation on the First Day of Summer
Sometimes the gentle breeze whispers after the heat of the day
and the fireflies appear in your favorite old haunts.
Bowers of green oak leaves fold over themselves
above your head to beckon you deeper into the forest.
The magnolia bud you've been watching
finally bursts open with a powerful ambrosia
that mingles with the sweet honeysuckle.
The sun falls low and in its final dazzle
paints the highest pine limbs with lavish splashes of pink.
And you wonder what force on earth
ever pulled you from home in the first place.
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