A Later Rise
Summer settles as it does,
For summer is what winter was,
And with it comes the cold’s demise
Which casts the nightfall to a later rise.
With sun lit warmth spring joys abound
Yet lurking near are shadows found,
For everywhere it’s understood
That what Nature gives is mostly good.
Still its motives ranged in great extents
Neither working in favor of nor against.
And though rarely felt and seldom seen
(As its flaws are few and far between)
Are there and governed by unbalanced scripts
That are driven by a state of constant conflict
So Nature takes to give and gives to replace
To preserve this balance held delicately in place
By destroying as much as it creates
Which either magnifies or exacerbates…
But all along and all the while
As this standard bares a country mile
Summer replenishes with brilliant splendor
To break the hold of bleak December
And allow the light to lap the skin
Even if the sun still shines with a crooked grin
For with certainty that shall arrive
You can rest assured that not all survive
The trials and tribulations by which life is bound,
As with summer currents, many drown
From the hidden depths or what lurks below
Like the warm embrace of an undertow.
For while summer storms lack blizzards’ blame
They inflict worse scars with hurricanes.
Or when Aeste throws make tempers flare
As warmer weather wields reckless care
For man is prone to be vastly vain
To think himself a master of his own domain
Or that he corrals his passions from running wild
That in winter months are far more mild
As when the days are shorter with far less light
Brings forth the cold and thus in spite
Necessitates covers over figures’ forms
That in summer months are not adorned.
Which in theory quells the heart’s desires
In application merely smolders flames into wild fires.
As the summer months relinquish brandished forms
Which fluster thoughts when the will is torn
Between the furnished laws vs. Nature’s own;
Some are written in ink while others etched in stone,
That must be met or at least kept at bay
And cannot be bartered or reasoned away.
Still, summer settles as it does
And a welcomed change from what winter was.