AUGUST
I best love
my lost and wildish
girl heart
reborn surprised
among the blonde grasses of August
running for no reason
among the dusty gaity of daisies,
bending knee, foot, flower
for the sun,
for the sun
just this day, to put aside
subtle things
accumulations
of creaking age,
reborn surprised
among the blonde grasses of August
running for no reason
among the dusty gaity of daisies,
bending knee, foot, flower
for the sun,
for the sun
just this day, to put aside
subtle things
accumulations
of creaking age,
duty and reason.
Just this day, dear friends,
dance with me
on the generous Earth
and praise,
praise the day,
the colors and taste of it
Just this day, dear friends,
dance with me
on the generous Earth
making Her
Circle Dance
Let this be all that matters today:
this blue exaultation
of summer skies
Let this be all that matters today:
this blue exaultation
of summer skies
given and given
and praise,
praise the day,
the colors and taste of it
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