And suddenly - it’s the middle of August.
I wonder at the lightning speed of summer’s passing.
Just yesterday - they were dandelions….then buttercups…now - this.
I’ve been here…and I haven’t.
I’ve been basking in the season’s warmth….in its softness.
And - I’ve been practicing this quiet art of letting things go.
Flow. Grow. Trust. Know.
I can return and begin…again.
But for today - I’ll sit and savor.
In now - only - this.