Still Here

A quiet evening. Still not a cloud in the sky. Still the scent of the now-fading orange blossom. Another midsummer passing inexorably towards autumn. Still here. Still hoping that eternity is here.  The stump of the crab apple tree is burgeoning with new growth. In a few years it will produce its dark red flowers and fruit again. I doubt that I will be still here, in this garden, by this tree to see it. May all that is good in life, here and in eternity, still be HERE.

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