It makes pleasurable sense to live in the country
but I am apprehensive about what it means
when the blistering sun and a searing north wind 
are set to scorch the earth when they rise again

I am scared of the new summer on days like these 
marked for worsening catastrophes
where shimmering heat on the horizon it seems
prefaces the burning of landscapes by fire destined
to scour every countryside rise and glen
I feel the new summer fear rise again

I am scared of the new summer as you should be
when severe climate change dictates choice and activity