Seasons Unveiled

In the morning mist, the world awakes,

A tapestry of colors, a vibrant quilt.

Leaves alight, ablaze in shades and flakes,

A moment of beauty, earth’s love spilt.

Through the meadow, where the sunlight streams,

Golden hues entwine in soft embrace,

Echoes of summer’s far-off dreams,

In the gentle glow of autumn’s face.

The forest sings its ancient song,

A chorus of life in every breath,

From towering pines, both proud and strong,

To fields where flowers face their death.

The brook, it babbles in whispered tones,

As creatures scurry to and fro,

Beneath the skies where the eagle hones,

His flight, a dance in the ebb and flow.

Mountain peaks, they pierce the sky,

Wrapped in robes of winter’s might,

Silent guardians, stoic and high,

They watch the world in the fading light.

In this dance of earth and air,

Where shadows play and sunlight gleams,

We find a truth beyond compare,

A world alive with dreams.

And as the days draw to a close,

The stars above in silent glow,

Reveal the secrets no one knows,

In the world below, where dreams still grow.

In each moment, a story’s spun,

Of life and love, of loss and gain,

In the setting of the sun,

We see it all, again and again.

In the heart of this vast design,

We find ourselves, both old and new,

In the turning of the vine,

We find a truth that’s always true.

In the end, as seasons fade,

As colors change and life moves on,

We find a peace in the glade,

Where the heart and soul belong.

Postscript:
As the seasons shift, so does the canvas of our lives. Each leaf that falls and each breeze that carries it away reminds us of the ever-changing beauty and the constancy of change.