My Breath taking 4 seasons:

The beauty of Seasons

Would you understand me better if I used words like Recitation rather than Oration?

Is it easier to say the sun sets, than to remind you that father time provides equal opportunity to the Moon and Sun?

Flowers bloom, and colours intoxicates days of August to Mid-October but I prefer to call that Spring.

A chance to start again, a beginning, maybe rebirth? No, This is more like God’s gift to us to bloom and speak in colour.

 

This is before gentle rain falls are welcomed by Women enticing the new season by dancing in their Bright Summer Dresses.

With Genuine innocent smiles that charm the sky as though they were from little kids in the form of blown kisses.

Good food, family, lively conversations but nothing too serious to provoke the intellect.

On these days the Sun solicits the moon to sleep longer, and allows the children to play longer and through curiosity plant seeds to grow intelligence.

 

Calm whispers of warm and not hot or cold days rides the wind as Autumn mimics Bellerophon on the back of Pegasus.

A reminder that Autumn is just the centre where Summer and Winter Shakes hands,

Summer saying I’m about done now, and Winter saying I accept the burden but allow me to first wear my stalking and pants.

This is when the month of love persuades hearts to beat gentle, and allow us to kind of say Mine is bigger than yours… love that is!

 

Winter will never cheat you, you will know when she’s here by her subtle gestures as though Christmas decorations.

Blankets, heaters and romantic Movies cause and effect will be seen in February and March as the remnants of Winters’ May and June.

Everything freezes to death, but as luck will have it…

Flowers bloom, and colours intoxicates days of August to Mid-October but I prefer to call that Spring.