The Time Between the Seasons
The seasons revolve in sublime spell,
joyous essence I feel within me dwell.
Summer’s departing footsteps I hear,
as blazing sun mellows down at noon.
In autumn meadow dew pearls appear,
the leaves rustle, they’ll be gold soon.
The seasons revolve in sublime spell,
joyous essence I feel within me dwell.
Dawn’s prism emits the autumn color,
as crimson cloud kayaks across azure sky.
In sunburst landscape nature is never duller,
as in zephyr the fallen bronzy leaves fly.
The seasons revolve in sublime spell,
joyous essence I feel within me dwell
Catching seasons’ signal on my radar screen,
I can detect winter’s approaching shadow.
To soak the last warm air of the fall I’m keen,
in frigid times I won’t be glacial and fallow.
The seasons revolve in sublime spell,
joyous essence I feel within me dwell.
Chilled miasma melts making cyan sky clear,
spring descends through the sparkling air.
Wispy clouds in sapphire expanse appear,
suffused with sunshine the buds bloom in flair.
The seasons revolve in sublime spell,
joyous essence I feel within me dwell.
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July 7, 2022
Contest : The Time Between The Seasons
Sponsored by : Kim Rodrigues
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