A Kindled Summer Ending

As the end of summer onwards near

My heart softens with a gentle touch,

This angle that has fallen here,

Has rekindled my spirit such.


Every hour like a minute

My mind does not even blink

To catch everything in it

This minute I don’t think.


I act on nature’s impetus,

That ethereal beauty never dying

With every word Thy speakest

What makes you think I’m lying?


How I could spend the hours

Wastefully in your care;

With all of God’s great powers,

Eternity surely there.


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