Boots Away!

Boots away
into the silence
of summer! Euphoric
and limitless, singing
loud the culmination
of all that has preceded it,
all that was necessary
for such lush
and brilliant living.
Never a shoe we wore,
not for a length of moment,
just rivers of grass
and toes of tunes
and mouths just
gathering time.
In this kind of everlasting
which passes so quickly
the dogs hours and childhoods
that last for but a season
in a season like this one,
the park could finally hear itself-
the leaves relinquishing
all mortal thoughts,
surrendering to their purpose,
the wind making belief
out of thin air.

©2023 Niall Cunningham