Meadows, translucent haze, shimmering colours, greens, browns, beiges and golds. Hot summers day.
Dunes.
Dry Marram grass, warm sand. Sombulent sounds, distant waves, Skylark singing, insects, far off voices.
Sea.
Cool, refreshing, brown bodies, beads of water, salt on skin. Hot sun. Time suspended.
Memories.
Other days. Ten, twenty, thirty years. Boyhood to manhood. Poised today between past and future.
Verges.
Long grass, Ripe Seed, Moon Daisys, Cow Parsley, Red Poppies, Cornfields. Brilliant colours reaching my soul. So beautiful I weep with exultation.
Eternal summer.
Unchanging. Different insects, birds, grass, flowers, other people.
How many more summers? We are just a sound in the song of life.
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