The Zen of July

The Zen of July

Good morning July
Heat, sweat, flies
Watermelons, peaches
Picnics and beaches
Sunflowers' bright faces
Cut roses in vases
Sun that scorches
Lazy front porches
The barking of dogs
The croaking of frogs
And in the shade of a tree
I think of thee
And miss you...but know
You are in all things that grow
In every breath I take
In every pie I bake
In my blood, bone, and tears
In every belief I hold dear
Love has no boundary
Love is a mystery
Without rules or reason
Without times or seasons
Without sacred spaces
Without holy faces
Love is always here
In July and cold beer...

🐝j🐝 2020

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