Summer days blaze so long and bright and heavy
midday slips into evening unnoticed until lengthening
shadows and a breath of a breeze bring a welcome relief
and just enough night to get the rest you need.
Brilliant blue October afternoons go by too fast,
with cool long evenings to fill with too much
contemplation of completion
& incompletion, more day gone than left,
more year gone than not, more of the biography
written than left to write, a waning
day among waning days.
But we shall not dine on regrets this evening
(that can of worms upsets the digestion)
and idle dreams aren’t very filling
so let us take satisfaction from the Grace
of this quiet moment
and the peace of knowing
we have done what we could.