7.72023 – sensed deep in his bones

sensed deep in his bones
natural state of universe
was endless summer

Though he had never lived in a truly warm climate he always sensed deep in his bones that the natural state of the universe was endless summer, though he had only heard rumors of its existence.

He had heard of places where the grass was eternally green, where snow was spoken of with nostalgia by people who had not endured it for years.

But Miami, and Florida, that tropical green finger with the angelic aura of white sand, was so perfect, so magical, the possibilities of baseball so endless, that its mere existence almost caused Sandor to acknowledge the possibility of a God.

From Butterfly Winter by WP Kinsella, 2011, Winnipeg, Enfield & Wizenty