The heart can't wait to speak of this ecstasy
The soul is kissing the earth, saying,
Oh God, what a blessing!
~ Rumi
Here is peace to store within the breast
Against the days of tumult and despair.
Within this cool green light the heart can rest,
The body strengthens in the clear, clean air,
The soul grows tall,
the viol-string tensions cease
Here in this summer stillness, summer peace.