Jaycee Cervenka Poet Free verse

Seasons

Seasons,
Perpetual refractions in the sunset of time,
Float along the flow of consciousness.
Specks of dust sometimes sparkle--
Mysterious crystals 
Bedazzling the mind's eye.
Others are dull bits of dirt,
Barely touching down 
Before they are swept away
To be discarded.
All eventually return to earth,
A miniscule portion of the whole,
Tumbling together to create life
As a new season begins...

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Joseph May May 19, 2015 at 7:41 AM Beautifully written....I like the sunset of time line... Jaycee Cervenka May 19, 2015 at 9:35 AM Thanks you so much for stopping by to read.

Mario De Paz April 28, 2015 at 9:46 AM High words for seasons floating as mysterious crystals Jaycee Cervenka April 28, 2015 at 10:21 AM Thanks Mario for stopping bye...~jan

Jan Allison April 20, 2015 at 1:02 PM Oh Janet wonderful imagery and I adore that second line - so apt:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Jaycee Cervenka April 20, 2015 at 2:56 PM I think you are my biggest fan Jan! Thanks for all your support! ((HUGS)) ~janet