Midsummer
(a hasty refection on Midsummer by Louise Glük)
you are my embodiment - all diversity
a poet wrote of God
speaking of us all as one in the eyes of One who is many
yet our eyes fixed like telescopes on some enlargement of our selves
in the field bound by our time wandering freely the weeds and the leaves flower heads and bees with all the atmosphere above inviting simply: open and breathe