" Oh, I know how it is looking out in the garden this golden weather,
how the placid hours are slipping by in unchanged peace,
how strong the scent of roses and ripe fruit is,
how the sleepy bees drone round the flowers,
how warmly the sun shines in that corner
where the little Spanish chestnut is turning yellow....
I want to be out there on that golden grass,
and look up into that endless blue,
and feel the ecstasy of that song
all through my being."
{The Solitary Summer}
to cherish each month
as it arrives
to witness the beauty
of the gifts bestowed
ever-changing light and shadow
richness of ripening fruit
evening slant of light
draping the world in golden hues
to feel that ecstasy of song
all through my being
this is all
this is enough
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