It tastes like nectar on a warm breeze,

It sounds like the hum of bumblebees,

It feels like thick dazzling heat,

It smells like dry grass and golden wheat.

It is the blazing blue of the cloudless sky,

It is the glowing brightness in our eyes.

It is the light-hearted warmth in the chest,

The citrine flavor of orange zest.

The great majesty of the oak,

The river's rush, the frog's croak,

It is the sugar scent of wildflowers,

The yellow of solar sunshine showers.

It is the bluejay's brassy song,

It is the path we walk upon.

The curiosity of the newcomer;

This is the feeling of our summer.