When the first wave of summer heat came
in June, I set out alone
to greet the Sun
I wanted to see how far the horizon stretched
I wanted to know how tall maples and pines grew
I relished the exuberant green
I rode on swift gusts of wind
The dandelion on the sidewalk - whom I secretly loved
nodded to me, unaware of my ambition
the roaming clouds - whom I adored unreservedly,
joined my journey. not knowing my destination
Oh June, I said hello to the Sun
telling her that I was ready to write
another song of
myself
