The Summer Maiden's Pool
Before this poem, I'd already written three "seasonal maiden" pieces. One for Fall, Winter, and Spring. It only made sense to cook another one up and have a poem for all four!
That being said? This was actually a tougher one for me. I really struggled with finding an angle to approach this from. I usually start writing these on paper by hand. I went through five or six full pages -filled with crossed off lines and squiggle marks!- before I finally landed on the path to see this project through! I hope you enjoy the finished product.
Her laughter is what first drew me,
If you’d have me true confess.
A sound as warm as the summer sun,
And as gentle as its caress.
I left my well-trod fate behind,
To find her winding way.
A blossoming path in a fragrant wood,
That stretched on longer than I can say.
It led me to a sunny pool,
Fed by honeyed golden falls.
The water was deep and fresh and cool,
Offering respite from all my woes.
I cannot say how long I tarried,
Before she graced me with her guise.
Golden-haired with a beaming smile.
Peace and comfort in her eyes.
She bid me stay and so I stayed,
And ever shall remain.
Slumbering beneath skies filled with fireflies.
Waking to endless summer days.