Last Day of Summer

Summer’s turned her face toward

the way she’ll go, but hasn’t yet.

It’s I who turn, before the trees,

to thoughts of losses and regret.

But she reminds me, in the way

she offers up this gift, to let

the light move without effort, dread,

remorse or clinging through the leaves

(that are not dead today) and so

to move, attend, and still believe

this is a summer day—this day—

that I can cherish and receive,

each moment given, full

of that one moment’s miracle.


 Weather Report

Expect today today.

Tomorrow may form upwind of us

but it will remain consistently today

all day. Conditions will remain steady

and prevail into tomorrow.


Steve Garnaas-Holmes

Unfolding Light

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