Poem: "The Day Crossing Summer"

Visiting every year
the long days of summer time

proportional to the speed of time
this summer walks alone

dropping the lingering echoes of the season day by day

The dazzling sunlight
the land of shimmering heat haze

My skin is wrapped in hot wind
leaving the sound of lush greenery in my ears

Into the sky in the midst of seeing midsummer
a full smile appears
and the sudden squall
reflects overflowing tears

People's hearts dance in this season
the temptation to be disturbed by the intense heat

strikes my heart again this year as a short mark of one summer

When I look back
summer slips past me
and as it passes by

the memories of the coming summer
are burned into this body

Sara

How many summers have I experienced, I wonder...
I wrote this poem while thinking that.

Even while thinking it's hot and sluggish...

The days are long in the early morning and evening
a calm time flows

and this space
clears my mind
and settles my feelings.

My workplace is an air-conditioned room
and by the time I finish work and go outside

the twilight and the wind that still holds the heat
are flowing around

but the natural breeze feels pleasant on my skin
and I always feel relieved when I gaze at the bright sky

I spend my days feeling the goodness of summer.