A plane hums overhead,
The smell of fresh cut grass,
And screen doors slamming.
The stillness takes over.
Not even a hint of a breeze,
Not a single dark cloud in the blue.
Not a sound.
A peaceful summer’s eve.
She sits in her sacred place
And listens to the sounds of the earth.
Because, what else is there?
Day and night,
The sun, and the moon.
The breeze and the stillness.
The green trees and the blue sky.
The ocean and the stars.
Life, the gift.
I don’t always get this sense of peace during the months of Summer, but I felt a bit of this tonight, and it was everything you speak of. Beautiful. ❤
Thank you so much Elizabeth. It means so much to me. I guess we all look for peace. ♥
Yes, we surely do! You are most welcome. ❤
Thank you so much!
All my life I have counted on summer’s return, so full of life. She has not disappointed me. If only we could all cherish the gift of life so well.
I’m just like you, I adore summer. Which is why I’m moving to a place where there’s no winter. 😊🌴👣 yes, if only… But it’s easier in summer!