Seasons go by in fizzles
like a departure of someone dearly loved
My soul breathing in the winds of dawn
Seeking Adulation of violet eternity.
I stand here in wise years
Appreciating the spring in the aura of nature
Touched by Traces of autumn
left in evening rays of sun.
Slow rain falling from complacent clouds
a genuine effort to breed beauty
Artistic sun blending in growing summer
Chirping stars rejuvinating the night
Fallen leaves flutter, an unfinished melody
Between dimness and lasting noon tides,
those uncoiled horizons hastening into festivity
The familiar suns of beloved summer.
I admire this transience
it reminiscence dips me in eternal love
for pride and joy of tender days
that we can never commemorate.