Writing and Poetry

Invincible Summer

Scarlet, indigo and azure
kōhatu veined with gold
lapis lazuli
silver fireflies.


Textured tapestry
ocean breeze
soft petals
caressing skin
nestled in warm grass
blush of pomegranates.


Breath of ancient trees
rush of many wings
symphony of cicadas
in the afternoon.


Manuka flower honey
devotion of bees
sweet wine
rosemary
frankincense
scenting the drowsy air.


Salt on lips
sweet kisses
purple passionfruit
pink strawberries.


Flamenco of cinnabar moths
Circle dance of tussock butterflies
re-membering
summer
expectant with possibility
assisting God in a miracle.


“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible Summer. And that
makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me,
there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.” Albert Camus


©Hilary Oxford Smith
Image Bee on Manuka Flower, Nic, Flickr.com
Kōhatu is the Māori word for stone

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