POEM: Solitude of Summer

Solitude of Summer-by MW Hardwick 

In the solitude of Summerafternoon

I smell the true meaning of life

In the slow gentle rain and wispy breeze of the Hill Country  —

I feel my body relaxing and my heart awakening

In the stillness of my being and sweet smell of a summer rain and

Boggy smells and sounds of Loneman Creek 

I am now one with nature—Self-aware.

I STOP …

One with Nature… 

Take a deep breath … then another…then another

I now feel relaxed.. as the warm rain of Summer engulfs me 

Clear mind. I put a smile on my face.

Hope. Joy and Gratitude flow.

Grounded… in this moment of beauty and —

Solitude…Solitude… Solitude

Being one with Nature…