Art in Cupboard: a fragment prose poem about rain, garden rest, and little joys.
I look forward to the rain just as much as I do to the warmth of the sun, but my flowers need a little rest,
freedom and care, coolness, and more frequent contact with the earth.
I feel that summer is over and now it’s time for more rain.
I bless myself and hope that more rain will fill my garden with an abundance of greenery, and my surroundings.
I wait, cherishing every moment; it’s still too warm, but I don’t remember a summer as hot and wonderful as it was at the beginning of spring.
The essence of summer is that it is a time of warmth, of the hot sun—sometimes too intense, and sometimes just right. I’m waiting for the relief that rain will bring, washing the dust from the streets, and clearing my mind of the excessive clamour of my surroundings. I’m waiting, cherishing every moment; it’s still too warm, but I don’t remember a summer as hot and wonderful as this.
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