summer solace

the wind smelled like strawberries, whisking up whip-cream clouds and lemon-yellow custard. i lay on the grass, body stretched like laundry drying in the summer's heat. two butterflies wings like silk romanced each other on a blade of grass, then flew off. a grasshopper greedily gobbled up ground, while birds nested and nestled and nourished my ears with song. my wrinkles slid away, and i was only 5 again, dancing in delirium. that night i saw them lay my body to rest under rosebud stars. my spirit laughed outloud and whisked up some delicious clouds. this was my meadow.