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Time's Dream
spring
she walks with the grace of a fairy,
her footsteps butterfly-light
as she pads across the clearing,
colors bursting from tree branches
she twirls
as warmth slowly blossoms
across her cheeks
in a rosy, angelic glow,
honey in her radiant smile
illuminating
the swaying flowers
like rippling mountains
petals stained with
violet, rose, lilac, azure
--
summer
she continues to saunter,
light tumbling
through her fingertips,
spilling onto the leaf-strewn ground
she pauses, watches
brilliant, infinite, cloud-speckled blue
extends its tender, brushing hand,
caressing the emerald leaves
with a golden touch
she laughs
and sunlight escapes from her lips,
bouncing across bright treetops,
reflecting off of
the morning dewdrops
--
fall
she quickens her pace gently,
ever so gently, her fingers graze
the tip of an emerald leaf
it shrivels and cascades
to the ground
a whisper of a wind
wraps itself around her,
lifting her hair
into an elegant twist
she buries herself
in mounds of browning leaves,
scarlet, pumpkin,
bronze, and gold
cloud her vision
--
winter
the affectionate breeze
turns into a merciless gale
veins of frost
crystallize in her hair
she rises
shaking off leaves
that freeze in midair
her breath giving way
to ashen clouds
she stares
into the rich gold
gaze of the sun
succumbing to
eternal gray slumber

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