As deep the despair of winter, so high is the exuberance of the summer in this part of the world. I flow with the summer taking in the heat, the light, the sounds and sights.
When the doors are thrown wide open
Letting in the light and air;
When I step outside without a care
Or worry of what to wear
When I have soaked in many a dawns;
Gazed at cloudless blue skies
Reveled in the bright endless days
When I have smelt the wildflowers;
Seen the new snails, bunnies and herons;
Heard all the bird songs;
Tasted all the tart berries
When I have suffered the stifling heat
Sweating through every pore;
When I am tanned all over;
Bitten and bruised by insect bites
Then the summer has passed through me
When the doors are thrown wide open
Letting in the light and air;
When I step outside without a care
Or worry of what to wear
When I have soaked in many a dawns;
Gazed at cloudless blue skies
Reveled in the bright endless days
When I have smelt the wildflowers;
Seen the new snails, bunnies and herons;
Heard all the bird songs;
Tasted all the tart berries
When I have suffered the stifling heat
Sweating through every pore;
When I am tanned all over;
Bitten and bruised by insect bites
Then the summer has passed through me