i can feel it in the wind change
i can smell it in the ocean air
summer is waving it's hand
i watch it and wave back with hesitation
i beg for it to wait
wait for me
to spend a few more days
basking in the warmth of it's sun
but she is ready
she is leaving me
fall is nearby
she lets me know with a chill
that she is close
I am at our home on the beach. And I lowered my sleeves today as I walked outside from dinner. I can smell the air changing. Even the light is changing.
After Irene last week our beach has receded and a few dunes are gone. Thankfully no damage to our home.
I can't explain it, my adoration of summer. I always feel melancholy around this time. The strange thing is I love the Fall. But I still feel a great sense of loss when Summer comes to an end.
She knows my secrets and my innermost thoughts and wishes. I respect her and fear her yet am invigorated and empowered by her greatness. I am humbled before her and drawn to her mystery.
Thank you for another Summer, another season, and another time to re-energize. I stand in utter amazement and total awe and am blessed to have such a privilege to be here with you.