Summer is lazy in the sun
She sleeps far more than I
The sky her pearlescent eyes

Closed lids and cloudy lashes
Aeroplane trails her pillow
Lines that trace her sweet sighs

She blinks – she shifts and
Birds soar over swaying trees
Under her heavy breath I lie

Buzzing bees lull her slumber
Grass-hair crowned by
Blossomy willow and mayflies

As a solemn chill I exist in
The shadow of her warmth --
Her heat licking at my sides

We are opposites and we
Never quite touch but still I
Dwell contented in her smile

My lady summer brings forth
Dull breeze and grinning suns
I wish I’d never turned to ice

I almost melt at her whisper
The others move slower to
Her rhythmic delights

Her beating heart a slow tune
Beauty and melody she sleeps
While I toss in her sweating night

I dream I will wake and be
Her sister – happily I’d drift
If I wasn’t so hollow inside

So I sit in the shade of bliss
Watch summer with glee while
Honouring the winter inside.


*© Tara India.