summer night

summer night

golden now, the sun is low,

setting magic in the sky,

throwing stilts  into the summer meadow

edging bright the clouds up high…

and

to the coming dark she yields her light

where silence whispers with the secrets of the night…

blue mists caress her in her slumber

hold buttercup and yarrow white,

 meadowsweet and scented clover,

pink and golden grasses, umber,

the earth now wakens slow  and sighs

and

calls the hunters of the night …

a shadow, faded orange grey glides free,

urgent her step, still young and strong

she looks at me and our eyes meet

and

for a moment  I am she and she is me,

she hurries forth on swift and silent feet…

into the secret of her midnight song….

sweet summer scents of lavender and lily

of the damp, deep earth

and honey breeze

of memories and times gone by

I take my ease

and

of the deep silence of the night I breathe my fill

and 

close 

my 

eyes…