in the summertime. as i squint into the light blue sky and feel the grass beneath me i wonder if the horizon goes right through my toes and belly and eyes for that other person looking over from yonder far away. between heaven and earth and you and me the space is equally as wide and big and oh so blue that i ask why God must waste all this precious color just to stay unseen throughout this summertime. because really, I feel, this time of year, was made for twos and pairs and couples of sorts, like you and me – so why are you not here?! but then a little summer breeze takes that thought right away out of my mind so cheekily and into the clear blue air. still laying here, still bare and blue, i’ve come to see the truth: i am still here and you are still there and God’s still hiding away! and until our time comes and nudges us out of this place and into next seasons, i get up from the grass to walk home because it’s suppertime.
i’m on my back, bare limbs and thoughts