Stay
Stay awhile
The breeze has just about stolen moisture from the clouds
The bees have just begun their drunken search for honey
Fruit is still ripening in its trees
The sun has just about begun being kind
Clouds are learning new shapes
A steady thrum is slowly taking on the guise of music
A honest melody has just about started as a whistle
Stay awhile

Trees have discovered new knots, found new hollows, birthed new roots
Flowers are making peace with longer days, learning to wake up early and sleeping late
Children are growing taller, finger by finger, inch by inch
Memories are starting out as full heads of dandelions, poised to scatter their soft white florets in the currents of time
Stay awhile

Leaves are slowly turning green, green, greener, bark is toughening under the relentless gaze of the sun
The air is thickening, slowing down to a gradual, stuffy stop, heralding the arrival of grey rain that will make everything flow again
Fields stand empty, charred, waiting for the exfoliation of the ploughshare
Wheat, rice, roses, graceful jacaranda, brazen oaks, elderly banyans, prickly acacia, all wait patiently within a seed
Stay awhile

Silk floss trees are popping open their pods and fluffy white snow is covering bramble and bush alike, in the unlikeliest of places and months
Fog, mist and smog are finding themselves looking for new haunts
These are the bright months, the yellow months, the golden weeks
Every thing is slowly giving into a parched thirst that can only quenched by the yield of the skies
Stay awhile

The days are turning far too soon,
Stay awhile and make time forget its chores
Walk through this sleeping world with me
Press your ear to the chest of the earth
Stay awhile... and listen to the heartbeat of life.