• Amber

The first day of summer


Light in stripes across the road

Low morning sun sitting in a field

Birdsong, a celebration of all that is good in the world

a song to lull the wanderer into a sun-warmed daze

Time slows

and by the roadside whole worlds erupt in colour

hedgegrow homes no longer barren, bare

In quiet houses set away from busy streets

libraries collect dust

and sun browns the spines of books abandoned

They are all outdoors

reading nature's manual

somewhere in the fields, or woods,

lost to time, belonging to a broader landscape

If I lay myself on the dew-kissed grass

and stare into the sky

can I absorb and take it with me

the light and sound of every untouched morning since the word began

Photo by Kent Pilcher on Unsplash

#poetry #nature

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