Enchanted Language

Summer spangled the lake
Fiercely blazing in
Water diamonds.

You spoke
An enchanted language
Melodies
I’d never heard.

An August afternoon
Thermals rising
Building anvil clouds
High above wheat fields
Stretching westward.

I remained
Long after you left.

The weather closed
Around me
Brooding
Menacing.

Saber lightening
Strobed like howitzers
And I sat
Missing your voice.