seasons
Flowing waters, swaying treesflowering buds, raining leaves
It wasn't noise, it was inspiring
the wind was softly whispering
Continuity, changes, beginnings
the melody of life lingering...
You won't breathe forever.
Live as long as you do.
Don't fret, you'll see
clouds disappear.
Don't fear, you'll know
seasons are the reasons of life
Poetry by existence
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Written on 2012-04-27 at 19:56




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