July 2011 – A Resonance

Water and sweat and heaviness hung in the air

Palpable as a wool blanket.

With reckless abandon the sun punished us

For some unknown or forgotten wrong.

Blasting with a furnace heat

That clamped upon us with rough hands.

 

Every task ended in pools of exhaustion

Soaking shirts and backs and brows

Clinging dirt and thistles and dust

So that our skin would suffocate.

 

Futile curses filled the air aimed at

The unending uncomfortable haze each morning

The unbearable cauldron of torturous midday

And the unforgiving thickness of nighttime.

No respite for the weak or weary.

 

And somehow in the midst of a month

Dripping with a drowning saturation

Like swimming in a boiling pot,

You bloomed like any good flower

And placed a moment of beauty into the world.

God help me, I adore you.

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This blog is updated by a guy who’s overweight, silly, Liberal, spiritual rather than religious, infatuated with beauty and grace, musically blessed, and always changing.

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