Beauty beats with aching heart–
beneath the blue of summer sky
tender-veined leaves tremble
at the wuthering wind,
yet, if it moans—
recalling winter’s wayward sway
to black and grey–
let it take you through dream-time shadows
to the after—and again–
the languid bright of summer days,
red-berried and green,
bird-voiced harmony in the light.
I had to struggle to get a poem today from the Oracle. As usual though, she knows what’s going on. Even while it’s still hot and sticky, there are traces of autumn in the wind and in the shorter days.
That’s why the Oracle is … the Oracle 😉 Lovely poem, Merril!
Thank you, Marie! 😀
I love how this one takes us into winter and beyond, to bring us back to summer again. I suppose that is the essence of what she gave me too. Whatever we have, we hanker after what we’ve lost, but there’s always the future.
Yes, I thought there was a similarity to our messages, just said in a different way. 😀
It’s rarely otherwise 🙂
the changing seasons, leaving one behind, slowly reaching towards another, each with traces of memory of the before and after. Lovely Merril thank you! Warm summery weather a day or so ago, and now there’s snow on the mountains and its freezing ..
Thank you very much, Susan!
That’s no fun to have summer weather, and then have it get so cold again. I hope you get some lovely weather soon.
And in the path of Hurricane Ida, more than leaves tremble at the wuthering wind …
That’s very true. Is that where you are? If so, I hope you stay safe, Pat.
We’ve have a couple of hurricanes and nor’easters in NJ (and tornados), but fortunately we’ve been OK.
Perfect for the transitioning seasons. Lovely, Merril.
Thank you, Jill!
These lines really moved me, Merril – they’re gorgeously woven.
Thank you very much, David. 💙
I love ‘the wuthering wind’! I once visited the house which inspired Wuthering Heights and it was certainly wild and windy. Hints of autumn in the air here too – the temperature is perfect for me now 😊
Thank you very much. It would be cool to see that house. I know Jane grew up around the Bronte area.
It’s not really very autumnal here. It’s a bit cooler today, but still humid. We’ll probably be back to the heat soon.
Well worth the struggle
Thank you, Derrick. 😀
I like your poem very much. As much as I enjoy the changing of the seasons for the sense of new beginnings they bring, memories of summer hold a special significance, particuarly the older I get.
Thank you so much, Liz.
I can appreciate that. 💙
And so go the circles of the seasons. This is lovely and way more gentle than what you have lived through recently!
Thank you! Yes, indeed. Lovely early fall type weather right now though.
I am not complaining. I was pretty done with melting as soon as I stepped out the door 🙂
Yes, it was SO humid here. It’s nice to finally turn the a/c off. We’ve never had it running constantly for so long before.
Lovely poem. Like winds in west wind