This has been a dry summer vis-a-vis writing poetry. I much prefere winter for writing and other things...
To answer the question posed in the last line -- it is 30 degrees Celsius in O-Sha-Wa to day: not much hope of fall in that...
well, i made it through
another summer …
september has arrived:
on schedule under budget …
september has arrived:
as promised, as expected …
september's arrived:
can fall be far behind?
The six lines make this poem a fix for one of reflection. First two lines, to me, more of a testimonial. Good ending with a question that makes one think about the quickness of the end of summer.
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
This book is about a radical transformational Way of Insight, Awakening and Realization to transcendent Self of Nondual Consciousness. If your're interested in transcendental Enlightenment, in Awakening to Nondual Self of Wisdom and Compassion, then
blessin's JZ,
cynth'ya lewis reed