Constance La France's Nature's Decay And Rebirth Contest...19 Oct 25...'Flowers fade and decay through wintry hours- waiting for rebirth.' Quote by - Constance La France
Adorned by days in rich décor, nature refills her fresh bounty, as Mother Earth sprinkles air with pure mist caressing seeds of life , to tend roots which nourishes homes, while generous arms gather fields and herds of cattle, rows of birds glide free regaling seasons' toil... Gold the corn carried by townsfolk, fruits riper than sun bursting sweet a rare moment at ease like a dance alive, a harvest in motion! Yet this maiden longs for rest- time her frame aging from burnt decay while she awaits the shedding of soiled trees to rest from cycles' dirge, Where renewal of lush parade changes grains,grass from dry to gold, her pause, the charm of sweetened hollowness heralds earth's blithe rebirth!
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