under
below a gleaming sun,
among a flowering field,
summer approaches in full bloom.
relaxation is welcomed.
refreshing bodies of water
extend their cool invitation.
a light mist now cries
upon the parched earth,
and now becomes a downpour.
tears from the heavens.
the towering trees
and nature's other creatures,
drink the liquid life.
the last birds swoop,
past the buzzing bees.
night approaches,
yet summer can still be felt
through the darkness.
This poem was written by soulspin on Jan 01, 1992.
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