Only One Up


Sunlight tickles and burns
Exposed skin hot and yearning for cool

Yet acquiescing to the power of day

Birds and crickets make a din and soulful pleading

For companionship in the dying days of summer

Thus I read and listen and absorb

Both heat and plea

And become one with the screaming quiet of nature

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