Cold Sedated Slumber

All is One, One is All. We all just live in a giant cycle, a never ending circle, a thing we call life.

Between the rotting flowers and decaying plants summer dies.
And winter is born again, Thriving and alive.
The flurries of snow cover what's dead,
While summer is in slumber, She watches winter's wingspread.
Though fall was misread, Stuck between the two.
Moral enemies is where their hate grew.
While summer loves the warm,
And winter the cold.
This is where spring and fall brainstorm.
A mutual relationship between the two,
As summer's fire seizes to crackle.
And winter's fury begins to churn,
Fall's rope begins to entangle itself.
As spring's life starts to burn.
Summer dies,
And winter cries,
With the joy and comfort of living again,
Until spring converts it to summer refreshingly again.