Below is the poem entitled My Seaons of Change which was written by poet
Mucerino. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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My Seasons of Change
1. All the world’s a sky of faded virtue,
2. Though major events have shaped my life,
3. they are constantly replaced with new memories, most soon to be forgotten.
4. One day’s triumph is another’s past glory.
5. Like clouds, people have floated into my life and portrayed themselves in a way to form my character.
6. Some have stayed and some have gone each leaving their distinctive steps in my path.
7. The stars which illuminate the night are like the reflection of my past decisions.
8. Like constellations show the history of people’s lives, mine is not yet run its course, but only begun.
9. Just as God has blessed nature with its four seasons: summer, fall, winter and spring;
10. He has also provided me with seasons that have developed my intricate character.
11. The first is independence.
12. Independence had arrived at the threshold of my future around the time of my late middle school years.
13. Independence came from situations that pushed me to the edge of change.
14. Change was not only a shift in my surroundings but a total alteration in my world view.
15. The perplexing opportunities challenged me to make my own decisions.
16. With my own decisions came discernment.
17. My whole eighth grade year I felt the daunting shadow of high school nudging at my side.
18. After all, my success in high school could set the course for the rest of my life
19. and is it not my obligation to take the gifts God has given me and use them to change the world?
20. That doesn’t happen overnight.
21. The rough bark of an oak tree presented itself as a symbol for the following weeks of transition.
22. High school brought discernment.
23. I acquired the knowledge of why things are right or wrong.
24. Responsibility was the next season in my life.
25. Responsibility is not only gained through trust but opposition.
26. Now that these three seasons have come to pass, they have matured my mind and soul.
27. The last to follow is inevitably, struggle.
28. Seamless struggle has lingered behind mankind since the begining of time.
29. Struggle can be neither ignored nor avoided.
30. As lighting strikes from the sky and thunder roars so is the ever presence of daily trials.
31. Each season represents a pillar which will withstand not only the icy winds of fear, but
32. provide peace and security in my spirit that can never be driven out.