It’s in this time, in early morning
when days and nights
are walking side by side
I set my feet in the glimmer of dewy grass
within the soft cover of a blue oasis,
and in the unbroken silence,
only meant for the cricket’s yawning.
It’s here we meet close to the burning horizon
hidden in the divine green foliage
unannounced we are, but in modest delight
holding our hands strongly joined together,
carefully keeping the thin web of tears
which carries the secret of our dreams
in that short time of Midsummer light.
June 2016 ©k.c.