It Goes By Too Fast

Being too warm the old lady said to me
is better than being too cold I think now
in between is the best because you never
give it a thought but it goes by too fast
I remember the winter how cold it got
I could never get warm wherever I was
but I don’t remember the summer heat like that
only the long days the breathing of the trees
the evenings with the hens still talking in the lane
and the light getting longer in the valley
the sound of a bell from down there somewhere
I can sit here now still listening to it
~W.S. Merwin “Remembering Summer” from Garden Time

Yet another transition between seasons
and adapting to the demands of a new day ~
there is good reason things don’t stay the same.

Air and light and colors change,
as do I,
as I must.

That perfect tipping point balance
is only a moment in time;
gone by too fast
and I scramble to adjust yet again,
holding out hope I can
walk carefully, cautiously along the center line.


2 thoughts on “It Goes By Too Fast

  1. The second photo of the sun rising (or setting) is stunning, meditative, with the light resting gently atop the meadow.
    When we were kids – especially in adolescence – we could not wait to be older, wishing the precious,
    never-to-return halcyon days of carefree youth to speed up. It took years, and advancing age, before
    we regretted our foolish wish.

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