Only a few parts of the world experience the classic four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Many parts of the world get only two or even one.
Maybe through this poem, you will be able to experience all at once.
The world begins in winter Barren, fresh and new Life begins in winter Hidden, obscure, but true All that was has been stripped clean Cleansed by snow and Ice Yet beneath that pale blanket Lies the first breath of new life
Spring comes in the brush of wind Peeling away the cold Life begins to reveal itself Be it brand new or ages old Blossoms spread their petals wide Buds poke from the trees Like a young child seeking eyes they grow Absorbing all the light they see Each morning, in the sunrise Fresh, new things awake The young of the world start dancing From wombs and shells they break The spring is ripe with innocence The world can do no wrong The birds, the trees and our children Fill the air with light and song
In the summer things are changing Colors become bright and bold The world becomes a strong new place Weaving stories waiting to be told In the summer of life, we are searching Children long to set out on their own The outgrow the innocence of springtime Its astounding how the years have flown The birds are longing to leave the nest Our children believe they are wise That the ways of the world are defined as clearly, As bold foliage against a bright sky The summer of life is adulthood As they become part of the all They are making their way in this loud world Unaware of the impending fall
Then autumn drifts in on a whisper The leaves begin to change We find an abundance of beauty Always laced with something strange The winds surely change direction The sun spends less time in the sky In a flourish of color, the world is somber In a wave of glory, life prepares to die In lifes autumn many years have passed New families have been formed Our children have learned many hard truths And many loving hearts have been warmed Their lives have been filled with color Though the winds have often changed They’ve found much laughter and much sadness They’ve known beauty, joy and pain As the trees send their roots deeper Preparing for the storms Our children extend their love deeper Whether or not they’ve been forewarned They feel winter encroaching Its unfamiliar and fills them with fear The leaves fall in golden showers Tumbling away along with the years But as the sun sets with each day passing Shimmering gold illuminates memories Of all the wonder life has shared Beaming through the trees
Then winter drifts down in snowflakes Colors all fade away The world becomes cold and white and new The sky is quiet and gray The animals go into a deep sleep Flowers hide safe in their seeds There is loss and pain in the shadows Its hard but its what the world needs In the winter of life old souls are passing Making room in the world for our young Beneath glittering blankets of white ice The old gives to the new things begun Yet the past still lives on in the memories Of the trees, the stars, a child And all the love that there ever was Remains like a weed and grows wild Winter is when all of life starts Things begin in that pristine world And all the beauty is worth the brief heartaches As the seasons of life are unfurled
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