This Summer?

The days are getting longer

my dreams are even stronger

the sun, the warmth seduces

as the body clothing reduces

look out the birds are singing

a wonderful summer beginning

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The wind is smooth and playing

my longing for love I am loudly saying

My eyes go searching for perfection

I drink the view in every reflection

Quietly lying flat on the sand

Hoping to feel and hold your hand.

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The beach is wide and hot

My life still isn’t full with what I got

Finding new relations and persons

Pushing me out into newer versions

Of whom I was and want to be

Let me - oh Summer - thy grace please see!

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✍️ Author’s Note

“This Summer?” is a playful yet quietly earnest reflection on what summer brings — warmth, desire, change, and the fragile hope of new beginnings.

I wrote it with both longing and caution in my heart. After love and loss, one doesn’t simply return to the world the same. Meeting new people, seeking connection — it can feel oddly systematic, even clinical. That’s why I chose the word “persons” instead of “people.” It may sound strange or technical, but that’s intentional. It reflects how modern encounters — especially after grief — sometimes feel more like searching through categories than truly meeting souls.

Yet the poem, at its core, is hopeful. I wanted to let the rhythm of summer carry me forward — to remind myself that transformation is possible, and that grace might still be found under the sun, in a glance, or in the simple touch of another hand.

— Henrik Hageland