As Summer Wanes…
03 March 2019
As Summer Wanes.
As the season’s slowly change, and with the closing of the flowers,
Pastel tones float above, a wash of pale greyish blue and lemon yellow clouds.
The wind dies down.
A silence settles.
And all the world lies in wait.
And I stand, looking out across the ocean at the changing seas.
I walk, across the grass and I feel a shift in the trees.
My skin prickles at the coming cool and as the summer wanes, I feel fresh. I feel new.
As the summer wanes we feel life moving on. With or without us long days soon gone.
Its a turning tide for reckless ones as the summer wanes and the darkness comes.