just here


we live in the bright of the sun
the cupped palms of this valley
holding gently everything

even the sky laughs blueness
on our shoulders warmly
and bends to stroke smooth
his reflection
in shallow pond water
edged with purple loosestrife

in high summer even the shallows
are beautiful, the shadows
after sunset not true dark

but simply night
opening hands
to loose dreaming
on a sighing world

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20 thoughts on “just here

  1. The joy of summer, the sky that laughs blue and and thus gentle, that bends to stroke smooth and thus sensuous…and what great sound effects – you sing so beautifully Susan! well done, once again.

  2. Nice. We think of night as a covering, but in reality it opens to our view the greater universe, and with it, perspective on our place in it.

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