Seasons with Sins

Seasons change and so do I

we are told that seasons began from our sins, but it is a way of life, we grow, we are born, we live, we age and we die. repeat. 

we believe winter is death but what if it is the growth in the womb and the end of our lives ? 

is it possible that something could be both death and life? 

listen to my poem and have all make sense to you

we grow 

we are born

we live

we age and 

we die

in winter we grow 

in spring we are born

in summer we live

in autumn we age 

and in winter we die

and so the seasons continue,

with a new life every few seconds 

but my question remains 

is it possible that something could be both death and life? 

Reviews

[ruth]

theres so much in this poem that says a lot. this was absolutely wonderful and im ecstatic that i found this. i really dont know what to say its just so good. i'm so moved and excited. just wow. it really is a wonderful poem. my favorite line is "we are told taht seasons began from our sins, but it is a way of life, we grow, we are born, we live, we age and we die. repeat." it's so well said in just a few little words. this is the type of writing quality im here for.

[Panini_girl]

you made my day! thank you so much!!