Seasons of Life

Watching nature pass through the various seasons has left me awestruck. It seems just like flipping through the pages of a colourful book. You name a colour and you can find it in nature. This write is inspired from the views around...



There is a tree
That I tended sweet
In my backyard grove
Where small birds tweet

I got him home
As a sapling young
To see him groomed
So mighty strong

I watch him today
As always in awe
A portrait so different
With seasons four

Spring in the air so swift and bright
I see him bud and sprout so light

Colourful flowers ntangled with green
A bright lit christmas tree he seems

And then shortly I watch him keen
Oh look! wrapped in a blanket of green

Throughout the summer he stays so bright
It catches my eyes in huge delight

And then at fall, his shades oh Lord
Do rainbows grow in trees so tall?

I watch his shades and know with pain
The bloom so lovely is soon to fade

Slow and gentle a breeze or gale
Sure do wither his leaves so pale

By winter I see he's so bare and plain
No eyes halt to watch him 'gain

With snowfall heavy, hes shroud in white
Is it a coat or a snowman live?

Nature's blessed with seasons four
Winter, summer, spring n fall

A human life is also so
Birth to teens till death to quote

A baby's born like spring does set
A Colourful prize from the creator's chest

Teenage; as summer lively n fresh
Bright and charming with playful zest

Youth to old a slow transit
From phases so bright to dull pallid

Death proclaims He rest in peace
Hes mantled now in a snowy fleece
Marking the end of earthly life
Know not to where his soul departs

Standing with him,
I beseech me quiet

Nature repeats its cycles so
Spring airs it brings and summers too
As myths n stories varied preach
Is life on earth reborn too?