Summer Blooms

I planted

by the light of low, puddly night clouds

reflecting back city lights in subtle pink

some little seedlings of connection

All night

while south wind blew the clouds

over the deep cuddle of my dreams

warmth grew, in orange and amber patches

buds of joy

So later in the day

after the morning’s tasks, the bright routines

the sturdy laughter with my lovely children

the solid circling of our family bond

the work, the play

Those seedlings I had planted caught my eye:

a patch of blooms thick as a pool

a fragrant summons — I could dive

into euphoria

any time I needed to.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 19, 2011