Lilies fade in the western sun.
While life lays it head upon.
Summer nights where the rain.
Has yet to touch the earth.
Crown of leaves flicker.
In the breeze that rustles through.
Heat sinks below.
With the sinking of the sun.
Summer nights will move away.
Giving way to Autumns come.
Where life awaits upon.
The glorious feel of such.
Night bounds up in sky.
Lights twinkle in the heavens.
While other lights begin to twinkle.
Upon this golden ground.
Noises rise from the night.
A choir of natures sound.
Singing to each and every.
Animal there upon the ground.
Such are these summer nights.
Sitting in silence in watch.
For what joy can be.
In the whisper of the night.
Copyright 2012 Lauren Hall ©
