Seasons

I take long graceful strides
As flittering golden leaves
Pile on the knotted roots
Of spiraling husks that provide a
Diminishing shadow from the everbeating fire
That sits up high in sky's cradle
Hear the chirps of the nesting brood
As they prepare for the long cold
White snowy nights that come
After the trees' hourglass
Hits its final moments
Tiny creatures scurry back
To their holes finding warmth
With the ones they love
The final leaf litters the ground
And the sounds turn silent
Until the sitting fluffy clouds reveal
Beds of flowers bloom and
Warmth returns to the scene
Renewing the life seen before
As the cycle continues
Now and forever.