Invincible Summer

 

 

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” ~Albert Camus  

 

 

I thought of heat and burning feet

of tides and rolling waves

I used to equate summer with hate

of oppressive shimmering sweat

an inescapable none too quickly replaceable 

time of nights with too little sleep.

But take winter which causes a splinter

between inside and outside severe

with that season at least there's a reason

to fear, being numb is a frightening estate.

It is clear to me that it must simply be

a contrast between to the two times

to show and then carefully know

how much a soul's season must be regarded.

For when ice and snow, nice and slow

creep into the heart of a woman or man

it feels chill at worst, gasping first

but then suddenly doesn't seem real

and on and on a person just carries on

trudging up that lonely dark hill.

When suddenly frigid solidarity 

is realized and spoken with vapor-breath,

"I am all alone and I can't find my home."

to the quietly falling snow and none else.

To compare that hill walked with keen skill

in the light of a warm cloudless day

the sun in it's arch lets us follow 'till dark

even then the moon shows us the way.

There are frogs singing songs

and even crickets to cheer

and by remembering our dismembering 

we feel, which is better than not

and though sad we're made glad

and can sing our own joy

All because of the love of

an internal, eternal, invincible summer.

 

 

 

Comments

[Matt Wright]

Kim, that's got all sorts of yummy to it. I love the seasonal imagery and the hope. Makes me want to write today. Thanks

[Dan]

I agree with Matt..."Yummy".

[Kimberly]

Thank you!