Summer

The sun is climbing

Higher in the sky

Days longer

Breeze stronger

Summer comes.

A long promised

Ache of heat and

Sweat and languid

Bushland clicking

With the bugs

As they subside

Before the day.

Summers coming in her

Ripeness, her over

Tempestuous fullness

Her hard baked rocks

Still sparkle ocean,

Quiet laughter.

She is sweeping way

The clamour, the din

The nervous stammer

Of an age, and a time

And a restless.

She brings peace, she

brings forgiveness,

I be unfurling

In a grandeur that

Steeps rich in

Its everlastings

For she comes into

The bright light, the

Bold the ever white light.

Yes she comes in

Thick groans and

Heavy pleasure.

The dust filled shimmer

Settles on the land

And on the vision

And it's rich and it is

Full, and it is

Welcome.