Summer is the Sun Dance...

...and there's little need for words,

just watch the nasturtiums open

and the squash blossom

or the woodpile lose to the roses

and the late pansies beside the bird bath

or the jumble of the big bed

while the Swiss chard competes with them all

and the hyacinth bean keeps to itself beside the weathered fence

all somehow kept in by the gate

for all of us to enjoy.