in the summer heat . the sumac begins to dress . for cooler weather
allowed to be true . to its nature, the tall grass . waves gently, hello
aim for perfection . knowing it can’t be attained . the journey’s worth it
the delicate dance . between the flower and bee . keeps the world turning
change is possible . only when we see the world . as it really is
a story is told . not just by what’s being said . but by what’s left out
for the whole picture . it is necessary to . look behind the scenes
history changes . as the stories are retold . with new perspectives
in childhood we live . unencumbered by the thought: that is too silly
as summer begins . to wane, tired sunflowers still . try to do their best
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