This Summer Day: (July23rd 2021) Poem by DM W

This summer day, I'm in touch with my dreams.
I hear the winged whispers on the warm breeze.
O certainly all is not what it seems!
Am I floating on ethereal seas?
Or just another victim of this heat?
I'm starting to worry that imminent
Rain will wash my visions away. I plead
To the gods for gifts that are heaven sent:
Like Love, Grace and Mercy; nothing in between.
This summer day, I am in touch with my dreams.