summer...where are you going?

Fair are the blue skies

Ships setting sail-

The soft white pillows 

That act as a veil

But only a moment 

They're hiding its rays

The bright glowing sun 

Puts me into a daze

The birds chirping sweetly

So softly are flying

As earth lets out warm:

Soft contended sighing 

Oh happy-joy-tranquility

Few images surpass 

Those of small tender feet 

Running through dewy grass

Life's passing troubles

Of what consequence? 

Life is a simply complex summer dance

Spinning. 

Laughing. 

Gasping for breath. 

Nothing removes me from His joy-

Not e'en death!

I'll miss some steps

Stumble, and slip,

Caught back up again by a firm loving grip

My heart's dancing for joy and I'm falling on Him

Oh that I had the words to only express this deep sense of joy, this calm, happy rest. 

(Scattered thoughts from the beginning of summer that reminded me of the end of it. )