A summer poem by a dear friend

To find myself, again by Susan Kaplan

Ah, time to settle next to the tumultuous water of the stream.

 To find myself, again, between the leaves of the trees, 

swaying in the muggy summer breeze above me,
as I lay in this sheltered hammock. 

The ever changing clouds call out to me,
thunderous waves of what I hope for, what I dare to long for, 

and all that I need to rest and pause on this summer afternoon.

Raging questions splash across my heart,
tender connections with others I love,
finding a place to just take in all in, again.

Finding myself, again.