Shimmering summer day
vibrates with the Wompoo song
like a didgeridoo.
Clouds gather – sweet relief
from summer’s beating heat –
and promise rain later in the day.
Cicadas and birdsong fill the air
like notes along
music staves.
The year winds down and
so do I – breathing, slowing
reviewing and journaling.
Summer days… days of rest
rejuvenation, re-determination
and long walks.
Breeze kisses, sun strokes,
sand silky between toes
and Yoda’s delight.
Summer days…