Frozen ground is all around me
I want spring to come soon…
And show me who I really am.
When flower tongues festoon
Grow and cover me above
Intern me even as I go, below.
I want to feel the winds warmth
When rains fall in the summer
And the tarmacs shimmer.
This is how I’ll know, I’ll also
Live forever with hope
In a dream that goes on forever.
Heart beats heavy as a skein
Of geese looking for hemispheres
Beyond what we all call our sun.
And when this melting’s begun
I’ll pray the summer is a summer
Longer than any other summer.
Longer than all the stars numbered
Counted together - next one another
Longer than any Indian summer.
Mark Heathcote
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/longer-than-any-indian-summer/
