In the Whispering Dance of Seasons
Spring awakens with a tender sigh,
Blossoms burst from the earth's embrace,
A tapestry of green and bloom,
Nature's breath, a soft and warm embrace.
Summer's sun doth shine so bright,
Golden rays upon the earth cast,
Fields of green and rivers flow,
Life's exuberance, in its prime, is shown.
Autumn's breath, a cool and crisp,
Leaves in hues of red and gold,
Whispers of the changing year,
Nature's story, a rich, vibrant scroll.
Winter's chill, a frosty sigh,
Snowflakes dance in the cold air,
Silent nights, stars bright and clear,
In the quiet, life's cycle bears its wear.
Each season in its turn doth pass,
A cycle endless, evergreen,
In the dance of time, we find our place,
Beneath the sky, we all belong.