As The Seasons Change

"There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!"

In the stream on one autumn night, 

Cold wind blows and leaves fall in flight,

Memories whisper as they dance in decay,

Some rot beneath, while the others betray.

Silent shadows drift to the ground,

Lost souls that echo, without a sound.

Yet some tight, to branches they cling,

Through storms and the chaos, their spirit still sing.

 

We’re like leaves caught in this endless design,

Gold and green turning with the passage of time.

As seasons entwine, we grow old,

With stories of wisdom, through pages unrolled.

Winter descends, a blanket of white,

But from the silence, hope ignites the night.

 

In the frost of the dawn, birds leave for the sun,

While down the silver streams, children happily run.

The icy grip of winter holds tight,

Yet deep in the darkness, there’s always a light.

We falter and stumble, in this game called life,

But every wound deepens the courage to fight.

We cherish our losses, as bitter as they seem,

For in every defeat, there's a hidden dream.

 

As the sun crawls behind the hills of despair,

New hopes awaken, with colors so rare.

Those we once knew, like ghosts on the train,

Fleeting connections, lost in the rain.

Nothing is permanent, no pain nor glee,

Best friends vanish like mist on the sea.

Yet as the light rises, a new story spins,

Every chapter awaits, where the journey begins.

 

Choose your companions, write wisely your tale,

For every end comes, yet we shall not pale.

Like leaves in the wind, we'll continue to soar,

In the dance of existence, we’re always seeking more.

Embrace the transition, let the journey unfold,

For in every heartbeat, a new life is told.

Reviews

[Dave W.]

Hope is so powerful, this was wonderful, it doesn't hold back or sugar coat, this was honest. Thank you for the writing.