seasons

birds fly south
in beautiful waves
as if the sea travels their path

but some days
when I look to the sky
I see only clouds
and rain
my eyes longing to remember
the last warm breaths
of summer

so fast it flies away

bitter nights settle in
with darkness
and in the shadows
I know only fear
unaware
that when snow falls
slowly
it shifts moonlight
into stars

when the earth cracks
and daffodils bloom
beauty becomes lost
invisible
in the belief that it was always there
and when they die
I forget
that color ever was

this is the dance I play
to keep me insane
it’s music has me wanting more
but allowing me nothing

for a brief moment
when the birds fly north again
I watch
through the rain
as the sea follows
in beautiful waves

and again
I know I ride along
and that my dance is forever changing

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