In Spring with melting snow,
Life creeping out all over,
Slowly growing into Summer.
When the sun waits long and high.
Nurturing and feeding the food chain
That binds this World together
Before wearying to Autumn cider.
Bonfires cackle, with dancing Sparks.
And all the leaves are gone.
And all the trees grow stark,
And bitter Winter arrives.
To whitewash all the land,
As nature sleeps so deep.
And all is still and all is quiet.
Coming back to life in Spring.