Change of Season
as the cool air blows
the barren wasteland regrown
a luminescent glow
feeds the reeds
feeds the trees
photosynthesis reborn
the budding of fruit
nourishment
webs are casted
sails are masted
in preparation of the morn
of the sweet candescent norm
Spring is love
it rises in the air
like a gryphon's wings
as songbirds sing
they float
they gloat
to feel the air beneath my wings
does there happen to be a thing
which i wont do to then have seen
that view which eagles do see
as they look down from high above
is it not obvious why Zeus has chosen
as his form whilst unfrozen
‘neath the snowy mountain top
Olympus
Copyright © Andrew Tobias | Year Posted 2014
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