August’s End

Bathed in sunlight  and surrounded  with a thickly  woven emerald  carpet and a singing chorus of flowers in rioting colors, summer’s glorious days draw down  to a few.  It’s beauty  though forever remains  ephemeral and  perpetual  at once.  Here I find  strength  in the hope  of You, Creator. Father. Friend. Confidant. Savior. Here I am …