Seasons of Being (Part 1): Summer

Lush and light

and born in summer

blue and bright

thine eyes of slumber

in clover to be

of citrus and green

with luck of four

but only three.

To gather earth 

to turn to fire

a sign that thou

art caught in ire.

From hurricanes

to shining days

The summer heat

and dying rays

The last of August dandelions

turn white and start to flit away

like the leaves turning gold

and warming the heart

of the one that falls deeply.