Hermitage Time – Day Three

The Summer Triangle is setting.

Five in the morning and I can see the stars;
five in the morning and the Summer Triangle is setting.

I do not wish to move on from summer, but I’m not fighting it as I usually do.
There are things to do.

The small mania of the first day of term has passed, but even so it was a summer day, and therefore holy.

Wholly holy, this moment in this between-time as they all are.