After a Heat Wave

Santa Cruz lighthouse on a foggy morning

Praise the fog that bathes the earth,

   balm for blistered land,

   drink for redwoods,

   relief for all who labor.

From a distance you look like eiderdown.

Close up you are but wisp and gauze,

yet you sweeten each breath

a sun-wearied creature draws.

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Mary Camille Thomas

Mary Camille Thomas is a native of Santa Cruz, California who considers herself lucky to be back after living in Davis, Germany, Los Angeles, Holland, and on the road in a motorhome. She is a librarian by profession, and her poetry has appeared in Sisters Singing: Blessings, Prayers, Art, Songs and Sacred Stories by Women. She is is currently working on a novel called Schatz and a collection of poems of the spirit.

5 thoughts on “After a Heat Wave”

  1. Love how this rings sooo true right now!
    Fog IS our friend (and the redwoods’ too!)
    Thank you for paying tribute to an oft overlooked blessing.

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  2. Beautiful! With the threat of fire always on my mind during these recent summers, the fog that returns after a heat wave always feels like a tender kiss from God. Thank you Mary!

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