Hot Summer Sun
Manicured lawns and the hot summer sun
draw my attention to the buzzing busy-ness in my brain.
There is a looseness, and opening, and radiant heat,
and my limbs stretch wide to take it all in.
Even the distractions, distortions, emit a perennial truth,
and unveil a mysterious unfolding of universal faith.
Your defensiveness is misplaced. Look over the wall,
flowers shimmer in the sun on the other side, too.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018
draw my attention to the buzzing busy-ness in my brain.
There is a looseness, and opening, and radiant heat,
and my limbs stretch wide to take it all in.
Even the distractions, distortions, emit a perennial truth,
and unveil a mysterious unfolding of universal faith.
Your defensiveness is misplaced. Look over the wall,
flowers shimmer in the sun on the other side, too.
© Christine Salkin Davis, 2018
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