Every New September

Seasons are never ending

They come and pass

To make memories of what they hand me;

The heat of a summer,

Should I run more? If, what should I run for?

Go! Go somewhere I can dive

deep waters are calling me

make the sun go deep in me.

to pick someone or

go with those who want to,

matters not?

Spring breeze,

Should I try dancing in the rain for once?

If, to forget everything and smile as I do.

Go! Go dance, spin, twirl, leap, hop

at the edge, we've always been on the edge

Go! dare, there are people out there.

A cold winter,

Ah! My morphine. A addictive display of contrast,

we don't change, do we?

to go towards a thing and complain to what it brings,

Alone and loneliness, are they different?

Ah! Painful peace, but why do we choose it?

Go! Go somewhere a fire can live in a snow storm

in there, there's a chance you won't be caught

Here comes September,

even leaves can feel the weight of it all

Fall, we all fall.

there's always a ground to catch us

there's always a place somewhere for fallen ones

Lucky are they who get picked up, most said

either for art or some use

There is a moment before the fall,

where the leaves can finally show their other colors

green is good, it is useful

stripped of their use, they become something else.

We could be something else and still be wonderful.

like leaves in September.