As we leaf through the great pages

of the white, all-conquering summer,

we learn some pages are ablaze with grandeur,

as nature’s soft heart melts, an act of surrender.

Luminous days with hot, gleaming battalions

invading the Earth’s nurturing veil,

triumphantly emanates the solar excitement.

Unrelenting heat waves in abundance,

the heralds of the omnipotent sun,

rock and ring along with familiar battle hymns,

all bow low in reverence—the verdant green.  

The summer stunners remain unperturbed,

basking in the warmth, ever so elegant.

As the summer winds bound above the green,

the magnificent blue tower remains ever so absorbed,

the feathery petals beneath flaunt their delicate sheen.

 

Willowy lilies in ponds;

cheerful marigolds on land

turn their vibrant yellow

and fiery orange heads with pride,

corroborating their sunny essence.

Who can remain unmoved by the exotic allure of

blazing reds to delicate pinks and sunny yellow hibiscus?

In the calm pink, purple, red, and white,

bougainvillea’s flamboyant bracts are always a delight.

Blossoms of the night are the enchanting jasmines,

their entrancing scent haunts like an unclassified emotion—

fragrant lullaby, or a familiar hug,

communicates their secret disposition.

Breathtaking reddish-orange blossoms enclustered,

titled the flame-of-the forest, their trees devoid of green.

Zinnia’s blooms of yellow, white, rust-brown, maroon, red;

sunflower’s radiance remains unparalleled,

its bubbly brown, yellow influence lightens the torture so rude.

Portulaca thrives in the sun’s scorching embrace—

rose pink, crimson, scarlet, yellow, magenta, the hues never end.

Balsam’s soothing boon

in violet, purple, white, rose pink, red blushes;

soft, feathery, star-like cosmos enthralls—

with white, pink rose, mauve that add to the scenic view.

Refreshing sensation of yellow, red-brown gaillardia

entails reveries of blissful days, so youthful and fresh.

Like ships disappearing over the sea-marge,

our minds are lost in the grace of the gamboling June boughs;

their tranquility is eternal, as love is never gone.