The Seasons led
By Rose tinted red
And sky's tears of empathy
New breath awakes
By Earth's give and take
Giving life a chance to be
Then sweltering heat
As two seasons meet
The sun glowing fearless and bright
Grass grown from under
By the patience of summer
With its color, vibrance, and light
But the flowers they wither
As changes come hither
Feathers of trees change their hue
The breeze becomes wind
As the season folds in
The strength of all Autumn renewed
And chill becomes bite
Day becomes night
Cold flurries be coming our way
The green of summer, and lo
Is buried in snow
Falling down despite what we say
And thus, this is life
Though it may calls us strife
I all comes back in due course
In a world of machines
Shallow human dreams
Nature must be its own force
By Rose tinted red
And sky's tears of empathy
New breath awakes
By Earth's give and take
Giving life a chance to be
Then sweltering heat
As two seasons meet
The sun glowing fearless and bright
Grass grown from under
By the patience of summer
With its color, vibrance, and light
But the flowers they wither
As changes come hither
Feathers of trees change their hue
The breeze becomes wind
As the season folds in
The strength of all Autumn renewed
And chill becomes bite
Day becomes night
Cold flurries be coming our way
The green of summer, and lo
Is buried in snow
Falling down despite what we say
And thus, this is life
Though it may calls us strife
I all comes back in due course
In a world of machines
Shallow human dreams
Nature must be its own force


PJD17

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