In the summer the sea covers the forest
in cooling fog
shading trees from the heat of the day.
Tule fog comes after the refreshing rains
when the air stills
when the nights are long waiting for more rain.
Fog covers the world
in damp and cold
that penetrates the soul and bones
The world pauses as long visions obscure
and grey fills the sight and mind.
Grey covers green lawns and red stop lights.
The coastal redwoods reaching for the sky
spread their thin hands to catch the mist
and let the water drop at their feet.
Life giving, thirst quenching, cooling fog
People it drives indoors as it chills the soul
driving light and life from their eyes.
Bones ache in the silent damp
as all turn their eyes to where the sun should be.
Through the ages, the trees have welcomed the fog
and it’s gift of refreshing water.
Their small needles specially made for the task finding
water in the long summer drought of the California coast.
the bright spot of the sun grows
brings the day to glorious clear light.
Dancing in the sun people rejoice at the return of light and warmth.
The trees lament as
their roots return to the thirst of a long dry summer.
Me reading the poem.
That’s all for this week. I am taking next week off from this blog to spend a little more time on my poetry book.
Till next time,