July Loveliness

I turned this July evening stroll to the garden to pick potato bugs, into a mini-photo shoot, but the lens

can't quite capture the vibrancy of the colors;

deep denim-blue skies, 

gleaming gold wheat fields and due to all the rain, 

rich green summer foliage!

The gales have gentled now, that long we rued

Earth throbs with bud and seed’s God-ordained sum

The limb is lush with leaf, ere winds denude

The woodland tress that zephyrs toss and strum

Showers steep July-scapes in green and gold

The hymn that nature sings rings far and wide

Where earth’s page brims with beauty to behold

...denim-blue heavens crown the countryside

…where wildflowers freckle, fringe, gild and grace

Hill, hollow, ditch and dell, roadside, oh my

And we pick an impromptu resting place

To gaze and praise the Author of July

Where, because life is rife with care-to-bear

We could be prone to miss This Loveliness

That overflows dirt vaults with lilies fair

As God bends to kiss earth with heaven-ness

...where gales have gentled now, that long we rued

Before warm breezes tumbled from the sky 

And we reply with songs of gratitude

For The Sweet Loveliness we call July

© Janet Martin