Summer Rays
The sun rides high, long towards the horizon
The mind slips between rays, into shadows of a wild time
We sing in time with bees, lighting bugs and butterflies
Deer come down from high slopes for food and water
Each day we drink from the nectar of life
A prism of colors, lightening our way
The mind scurries and jolts and in the afternoon sun
Stops long enough for bliss to enter through silent emptiness
The summer light is bright and clear
The warmth a blanket sometimes to heavy and hot
We remove our cloaks, bare our skins
Are touched by waves of light, penetrating through to the deepest cells
Our bodies glow with light and more light.
Pranita