A Walk

I walk, In the spring, Raindrops soothe the soul, Take away all the sorrow, Wet the flowers begin to bloom, A rainbow is a promise, We dance to no music, I can write a song, But only God can make a rainbow. I walk, In the summer, Looking at the bright light, In the evening sky, A new day is dawning, In the darkness I can see everything, When the sun is shining, I can write a story, But only God can make a sun. I walk, In the autumn, The homeless tree cries, A rush of golden leaves fall, Died upon the breeze, They have no graves, I am stepping on the autumn leaves, I can write a poem, But only God can make a tree. I walk, In the winter, The lake sings melodiously, Splashing water definitely, Long I stand there alone, I throw a stone, The shadow has gone, I can write a flowery lyrics, But only God can make a waterfall flows.