Tale Weaver #83 September 1st Changing Seasons


Image: © Mara Eastern used with permission.

Nature always wears the colours of the spirit
Could be cold, hot, windy, sunny or any climate
And I always think of myself as being fortunate

Nature becomes me, going with or against the flow
Every day is different, enjoying the sun, the rain or snow
Swimming in the creek, admiring the flowers in the meadow

On top of the world, we kissed and nature’s our witness
Look around us, trees, birds, hills – they’re all breathless
The gift of nature and I’m happy being here, that’s a plus

Daffodils are popping out, cheerful bulbs burst into life
Spring is here, part of our life now and the afterlife
Birds are singing, blue bells, tulips wildflowers all in rife

Summer morning, all serene, flower’s scent is heaven
Starting the day on this bright day, clouds like cotton
People in positive mood, like in a lottery having won

Autumn’s golden voice, sings with birds and flowers
Don’t forget the palm, coconut, banana trees and firs
The leaves golden brown, auburn, orange, such pleasures

Leaves had fallen on cold days, winter is wonderful
Time to have our Christmas tree with tinsel and bauble
Sitting in front of a fireplace, all cosy and blissful

Reflection through an early dawn or the lovely sunset
Admiring some stone friezes curved with rosette
And together we admire our own silhouette

(c) ladyleemanila 2016

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