The seasons like life revolve around,
Marching forward with no glances back,
With no regrets, without a care,
Each marking the Solstice here and there.
Spring with all of its awakening glory
Sends breezes through winter chill,
Touching us and bring warmth,
Awakening the giants on the hill.
Summer comes in torrents of rain,
With warmth and sun to ease winter’s pain
Until fall returns in colors gold,
To tell the secrets that she’s been told.
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