Friday, April 16, 2010

Hope in Summer

Take the light and let it in
Sunshine on my browning skin
Summer light is different then
Winter light in way back when.
Take the sun and catch the rays
Falling moon and passing days
Stars like white cinnamon glaze
On my laughing, lifted face.
Can't believe I used to think
I was at the chasm's brink
Summer brings, and summer breathes
Showing me the emerald leaves.
Don't forget the skipping brook
Don't deny the gentle look
Of the deer upon her run
In the gleaming summer sun.