July Loveliness

I turned this July evening stroll to the garden to pick potato bugs, into a mini-photo shoot, but the lenscan'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 ruedEarth throbs with bud and seed’s God-ordained sumThe limb is lush with leaf, ere winds denudeThe woodland tress that zephyrs toss and strum Showers steep July-scapes in green and goldThe hymn that nature sings rings far and wideWhere earth’s page brims with beauty to behold...denim-blue heavens crown the countryside …where wildflowers freckle, fringe, gild and graceHill, hollow, ditch and dell, roadside, oh myAnd we pick an impromptu resting placeTo gaze and praise the Author of July Where, because life is rife with care-to-bearWe could be prone to miss This LovelinessThat overflows dirt vaults with lilies fairAs God bends to kiss earth with heaven-ness ...where gales have gentled now, that long we ruedBefore warm breezes tumbled from the sky And we reply with songs of gratitudeFor The Sweet Loveliness we call July © Janet Martin