A Tune for June

In the garden
June
Plays its own
Music,
Winter melodies
Long forgotten,
Spring’s gentle strains
But a lingering haunt.
June is strident,
Brash,
A clash of cymbals
And resonant bass,
Wild and innovative,
Steady, rhythmic and dependable –
All familiar themes
Yet each year
A fresh composition,
A new interpretation.
Always though, the
Beat is constant:
Amidst the resonance
The innovation,
The dependable,
Throbs the greenery,
The foliage
That clothes the garden
Like a cloaked conductor,
His baton bringing
Order and harmony –
And then, no longer
A baton
But a wand,
As June’s magic
Fills the garden
With roses…