August is my birth month, which I guess makes me a Leo, something I actually identify with. Generous, uncomfortable with cold or dark, prone to Big parties and Big ideas which often gets me in trouble, self-absorbed and often over confident........... all of the above. I re-found this poem, written in praise of August, among my archives and felt like sharing it again. For the Fullness of Summer that is August!
AUGUST
I best love
my lost and wildish
my lost and wildish
girl heart
reborn surprised
among the blonde grasses of August
running for no reason
among the dusty gaiety of daisies,
bending knee, foot, flower
for the sun,
for the sun
reborn surprised
among the blonde grasses of August
running for no reason
among the dusty gaiety of daisies,
bending knee, foot, flower
for the sun,
for the sun
for the Sun!
just this day, to put aside
subtle things
accumulations
of creaking age,
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 exaltation
of summer skies
Let this be all that matters today:
this blue exaltation
of summer skies
given and given to all
and praise,
praise the day,
the colors and taste of it
(1998)
1 comment:
You are August. One amazing harvest of beauty, nourishment, and wonder. X
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