Summer is Surrendering

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

I can say it now,

I feel Summer surrendering.

Something is coming for Her,

to take Her.

She’s been waiting for this,

anticipating the moment with

Her throat bared.

I admire Her;

Imagine how it is to be so bountiful,

and yet to yield without hesitation.

When I no longer serve, will I slip away from myself so willingly?

What if saying ‘yes’ means Death

lays bittersweet kisses upon my neck?

© 2013-2017/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Coming Home: Learning to Actively Love this World" 
Published by Talking Waters Press

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