I can hardly fathom the end of June
is upon us. The days have been hot,
very hot and so windy. This week brings
a little relief from the almost unbearable
heat, humidity, and wind.
I visited my garden this morning, soaking
in the sweet reverie of beautiful blooms,
a gentle breeze, cool temperatures, even
penning a bit of poetic prose, and I could
not resist sharing these moment with you.
"in the reverie of this moment, morning comes
lighting the darkest recesses of a heart
singing bird song proclaims...
a trumpet battle cry of hopeful souls
with truth given wings from such winds
asking only to claim a place in thy memory."