lights dancing in the sun
fighting thorns and prickles
blood stained fingers
in competition with
for the sparkling
dancing in the sun
with books of summer,
lazy mornings and lazy afternoons,
evenings outside by candlelight,
enjoying the warmth of summer’s gentle breeze,
February vanishes and March appears,
all the more closer to blades of summer.
Waiting for those summer nights, nights to sip cocktails in the open air, smell the fresh scent of the green grass and watch the sun set in all its might…..
“Time goes by at the speed of life
Slower than a slow dance
on a hot summer night
Faster than the skin breaks
on the edge of a knife
And we just go on at the speed of life”
― Jude Cole
Maybe this picture appeals to me because it is now lent, maybe it appeals to me because I’m sick of winter, maybe it appeals to me because I can hardly wait until summer or maybe it simply appeals to me because I want an ice cream cone.
“Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are all excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.”