Dreams and Whispers

I have just been out in the sunshine running, I am off work today, it makes a nice change. Looking at the fields of wheat going green and golden in the sunshine, I can hear it wispering that the dark is once more on the way back and soon the harvest will be gathered in, but for now the wheat is still ripening and thistle seeds float in the breeze like fairys and the goddess still dances in her summer robes.........