The sun let’s go slowly each night. Jupiter appears all of a sudden in the twilight. In the distance dark tree leaves shimmer in between as light twilight flows as a river; breathing, dancing moving as the sun dies this day.
“Hello Jupiter!” All reflected down below in a common blue pool.
Surprise. A new light next to Jupiter silently sustains in the twilight sky. Opening slowly a pulling glow. It is gone. No trail, no sound to its presence there.
Just in the remembrance here.
2 thoughts on “Slowly hating August as it comes.”
I look forward to August all the time
Oh not I, it is always an underworld experience… the heat of a sweat lodge experience. The only good dead of August is that it leads us into September and then to Autumn…. Yet, maybe this year it will be something better … i will try and be more hopeful of good things.
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