Cool

and in the cool, a retreat

except for bird lark

in rain.

 

A layer of waiting

as if summer hibernated

us from greening

 

time and beckons

now with soil fresh

from drink and pause.

 

With promise

of verdant walks

and growing jade

I dig my meadowpatch

again

 

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