Summers long ago

The voices across the fields

mostly quieted.

A few low sounds of cows

and frogs and a faraway laugh of a woman

at the window doing dishes.


Her skies were open and dark

with bits of light reaching her

like summers from long ago.


Looking at the night sky

embers from the fire blending with stars,

a sparkly soup of millions

of laughs and cries and shouts

forming bears, birds, and chariots.


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