I hope you can find a quiet and shady spot today...as I write, the temperature is reading 34 degrees ...hotter than we are used to in England! As they say, 'this too will pass' and will probably become a distant memory before too long! In the meantime, my writing desk is piled with work for another, cooler day, so I leave you with a handful of poems.
May you find shady, quiet nooks in which to read and contemplate.
I will sit in the apple orchard
And feel the warmth of the sun,
I will watch the dancing butterflies
And watch the children run.
I will see the kaleidoscope of colours
Unfolding all around
And feel the memory of a hundred summers
Fall like feathers to the ground.
I will hold nothing more than dreams
And love and love and love,
For this is all we have it seems
But then, all we need IS love.
I will let the day run its course
And mark the time only by falling shadows
And feel the peace
Only the wise man knows.
I will forget to ask for answers
To how and why and when,
And know that though the darkness falls
The world will turn again.
I had a conversation with the night
As I had time to spare,
I asked it what the world looked like
From the midnight sky up there.
The moon peeped through the window
All silvery and light
And told me from where he was
Earth was a magical sight.
I told him there where divisions
That spread throughout the land
And there was sadness and unrest
That was hard to understand.
He said once his shift was finished
He'd hand over to the sun,
Then talk to his superiors
To see what could be done.
And as I waited below
'Be hopeful', he said with a smile,
'Tuck love under your pillow
And rest there for a while.'
A tangle of petals
Lilac, pink and white
In haphazard delight.
A handful of summer
Is the gift that I bring,
Soft scent to stir the memory
Tied up with string.