All Earthlings reside in seasons,
change is assured.
There’s a multitude of reasons
we adapt and become matured.
Spring eases forth with blossoms,
that fill our hearts with glee.
A breeze that gentle softens
as new life’s on a spree.
The effervescence of summer
stirs frivolous birds and bees.
We awaken as a newcomer
when sombre passions flee.
Autumn brings quiet dignity,
as old sensations fall.
Emotions manifest differently
like an inner overhaul.
Winter’s stark remembrance
brings forth quiet reflection.
In the soul’s deep transparence,
we celebrate full affection.
Seasons change throughout the year.
We reposition, adjust and shift.
Unwanted husks they disappear
and sacred change is a blessed gift.