Seasons Come and Go

Whichever does be the season, my soul feels always the earthly tremors Why, always does it yearn for these bouts of divine fevers See, spring does come and brings with it those newly budded flowers Roses then blossom and say to me, already are you and the divine lovers! Summer then shows its nose around the corner And its warmth and coziness over my head do hover Why, how lovely to feel the sunshine on my skin How lovely indeed, to feel the cool sea water up to my chin Autumn does come along and does be my favorite Why, the cold air does give me, of my own melancholy, a good treat Yearn I still for the strong arms of that celestial lover Yearn I for Him and wish I he would just appear around the corner And winter does come along, bringing with it, the runny noses and the coughs Even if I do try, no more can i indulge in loud laughs Warming me does be my poetry, my ode to my muse My celestial love, the one to chill us all with this cold breeze The seasons do come and go, each year they do repeat themselves My life do I live, ignore I that I am human, taking myself to be like the elves But then, my love does be constant, my love does be not seasonal Yes, trod I my way through Earth, hoping someday to be among the celestial! 3 April 2016