Summer Song
I love to season sense engage.
It clears parts mortality-dazed.
When young, summer’s tune range
was firmly, soul-deep engraved.
When grown, human ways hush
our faith with logic-grown mush.
Summer composed odes grant
faith prose that hopes maintain.
The soft song of a summer breeze
lifts aloft a wonderous spree
of smoothed, spliced rapture
too song silky for feel capture.
Summer’s charming, velvet songs
hold notes of mystical essence
assuring we’re a spiritual presence.
Seasonal airs of sensual flairs
are fluid trilled, space tilled, and
sound honed by summer’s hymn.
Air's fine played tunes, early man named wind.
... CayCay
September 1, 2018
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