Summer's Arrival

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Summer’s Arrival

A poem honoring the solstice

Soft petals

unraveling in the heat,

a steady breath,

rhythmic, sweet

rustling of the wind in the trees.

This is a song.

Your footsteps

on the cool floor,

the open window,

a glass of water.

You pouring

what is yours

into a gold basin.



The way fruit ripens

and the world stands still.

I will keep this.

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Poetry is its own form of healing.


Photos by Brandon Johnson.