Spring morning gushes in
A burst of life with great impetus.
The greens animate to gleefully enact
The vibrant growth of carefree optimism
Full to the brim of the joy of existence.
Summer afternoon ushers in
A splendour of dreamy sad longing.
The drift of pleasant reverie scales
The budding of blooms in quiet readiness.
Full of the daydream of an idyllic existence.
Autumn evening urges on
A bout of excited inner dominance.
Propelled by a restive need to accomplish
The takeover of the reins of terrestial might.
Full of prospects of a noble existence.
Winter night wafts in
A stream of serene sobriety
Fraught with trickles of deepest reflections
Counting the stretch of amputated days
Under the fading blue skies of existence.