Friday, June 21, 2013

It's Officially Summer



Last day of Spring,
ripe purple plums drop--
form is emptiness.

First day of Summer,
ditch completely dry--
emptiness is form. ~Mike Garofalo





Love is to the heart what the summer 
is to the farmer's year.
It brings to harvest all the loveliest 
flowers of the soul. ~Billy Graham




The serene philosophy of the pink rose is steadying.  Its fragrant, delicate petals open fully and are ready to fall, without regret or disillusion, after only a day in the sun.  It is so every summer.  One can almost hear their pink, fragrant murmur as they settle down upon the grass: 'Summer, summer, it will always be summer.' ~Rachel Peden  


Dirty hands, iced tea, garden fragrances 
thick in the air and a blanket of color before me, 
who could ask for more? ~Bev Adams



I walk without flinching through the burning 
cathedral of the summer.  My bank of wild grass 
is majestic and full of music.  It is a fire 
that solitude presses against my lips. ~Violette Leduc

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