D O W N H I L L
Month number six has arrived unannounced.
Usually June follows an obvious spring:
but the bees buzzed in the blossoms just last week.
The leaves are finally full
and the first crop of dandilions has harvested.
This time of rest is ticking away,
even with the most formal parts to come
on the downhill portion of the course.
June comes with study schedules and outlines
and homework (for others and for me).
I find myself reflecting on the reality of winding down.
Down is an appropriate word: it brings a sadness.
I am having to chase away the August plans
from my head and my heart.
This moment counts, like no other.
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