Summer has emerged
moist and hot like two young lovers
clinging to each other

with greening passion.
It has draped itself
with oleander, gardenia and magnolia.
While it sweats in labor
heavy with growing life.

Edisto Soul


Crossing the Edisto,
I saw my soul
Reflected on the
Black Water.
Caught like the sky
In its mirrored surface,
Like the leaves floating.
Fallen from the Source,
In Autumn.