Auspicious is August
I am your fire says the Sun
burning eyes that stare deeply
into its hypnotic reign
warming waters that embrace
the Summers final days
and upon evenings request
a darkened sea of stars
shelters its first blue moon
fireflies rising like meteors across the sky
begging for infinite observation
and with unabashed declarations of sovereignty
Lions’ lovers give way to Virgins’ clarity
as this year has rounded its last corner
farewell my August