That moment of utter calm,
golden as buttercup mornings
and pollen-dropping dusk,
when summer settles,
a hand, a face in the blue,
and each tiny insect sound
in the brittle-stalked hay, new-mown,
the tireless chiff chaff of the chiff chaff,
sudden flash of swallows,
is a stroke of genius,
a chord that balances light, life and peace
in the slow opening and closing
of a butterfly’s wings.
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Beautiful. A excellent summary of the summer. xx Michael
Thank you!