Thursday, June 11, 2009

Seasons

In winter sprouts misery. The trees are dead, the sun refuses to come out. The clouds crowd the sky and existence ceases to be. Surroundings feel icy with the only consolation being fire, hard to mould in such cold. Grey is its tone . . close to the old.

In Spring grows the essence of life. Nature blooms, petals are alive. Thorns and thistle seem less visible as the Sun shadows its presence. People dress in tones that portray less aggression. born at this time.. close to Easter.  New creations enhance freedom

In summer rises the urge to dance. One dances with fiery passion as moving feet on hot sand. The sun rejuvenates the body, the rays enter the soul. The element of fire is visible ... Life becomes ecstacy and wings keep fluttering like the bird that is the soul. Summer season is full of love, colour and nations eager.

In Autumn rises hazy energy.  commence a new beginning as college begins. The sun being the peaking one whilst the clouds revolve around. Nature's bloom is going downhill, all that was bubbly and fresh is now becoming sober. Wine becomes enjoyable, grapes come into season. This part of the cycle is the cure and the cause. In some ways the end, and the egg..