A something in a summer's Day
As slow her flambeaux burn away
Which solemnizes me.
A something in a summer's noon —
A depth — an Azure — a perfume —
So looking on—the night—the morn
Conclude the wonder gay—
And I meet, coming thro' the dews
Another summer's Day!
Photographed on the last day of Summer
22 September 2015
Images and own Text © by Merisi