Midsummer’s Eve is upon us (at least, where I am).
Here is a poem I wrote in celebration of the longest day of the year.
until it stretches above us
invisible, above our heads
— as we take shelter from the sun
— as we pick sweet flowers from trees
— as we nod off lazily after a long day.
We continue, unaware
that time is passing
all we know is
— the quick relief of cold, fresh water
— the saturation from the vibrant, summer world
— the feeling of smiling, of laughing
and time continues,
I hope everyone has a wonderful, full day. The days will slowly grow shorter now.
I’ll talk to you soon,