Relative Something

In honor of the rather swift shift in our weather of late toward the cold and barren season looming before us, I dug out this little memory of the time of year just opposite…

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There is a light touch
that is somehow related
to the depth of the blue
in the sky today
standing in such stark contrast
to the green of everything
else
it makes you wonder
if you forgot to breath
would it all just end?

The sounds that dance
about this vision
of blues and greens
not only fill in the blanks
they bring about an overflowing
taking it over the top
making it nothing
short of
more than one can whelm

not just the birds
or the breeze
shaking so many leaves
even the planes
plying their brand of physics
in mother nature’s sky

but it is the smell
of each and every fragrance
unleashed by spring-to-summer dramas
that makes it all look so swell
and causes us to think
about what we didn’t tell
of the times we learned so much
they return to us again and again
when we are caught by the glorious invasion
of beauty above and beyond
sun shine bathing green things
on a blue-sky day
the last day of May
at one of our favorite places of all time

© 2007