Scattered photons glow

Like seed heads in the sunset

Did I miss the point?

A summer swallow

Blazing a trail to follow

Through verdant hollows

Is this a mirror?

Are these my contorted limbs?

Am I still broken?

Scent drops like honey

Fragrance older than summer

Intoxicating

Hiding in the clay

Where lost bones slowly decay

Trove will surely stay

Drawn to the margins

Precariously balanced

Living on the edge

Is being enough?

Must we always strive to grow?

Everything is change

Now the seed is set

The hay will be full of life

Wild flowers flourish

Under scorching rays

Today was a perfect day

To cut and cure hay

Wild grass, bend my ear

Tell me what I truly fear

I was never near

Can a bird trespass?

Can a flower cause offence?

Who can build a nest?

Where once were hedges

Now solitary oak stands

All fields become one

And so we begin

Our path away from the sun

Soak in all you can

From thorny tendrils

Bright blossom and black berries

Bloom in defiance

A new leaf is turned

Another summer yearned

Same lessons unlearned

Elusive sunsets

Forever beyond my reach

What am I doing?

The green apple shade

Gently nodding overhead

I turn and hide again

When I turned around

The sunset had disappeared

Leaving only sky

Watch my thoughts unfurl

Clouds forever in motion

Unravel, set free

When the water falls

And the thunder claps refract

The rain into bows

How the years roll by

Suddenly away they fly

These are the good days

Clasping spirals curl

Twisted tightly together

In a hurricane