Seasons of Life

in spring, we take birth mindfully enjoying in mirth summer doth create heat of passion we procreate then comes autumn bright shedding everything, we feel light in the winter of life barren, we shiver in strife there's beauty in each season everything created with reason we go through seasons without thinking of reasons why we are here on earth? why of miseries there's no dearth? purpose of life we never unearth! we flow along with breeze in winter we freeze attached to externals, life is spent in barren winter, we lament in summer egoistic sun shines bright in winter snow humbles its might in spring green trees sing their glory in autumn barren is their story all we have is gifted to us it will one day leave us every day new season brings tells us transient are things on us our happiness depend every moment intelligently spend doth bestow a joyous end without any bend seasons ever in transition enjoying each should be our mission purpose of dynamic creation our exhilarating recreation 23.08.2021 BS1