A Fairly Simple Thought
It's a fairly simple thought I had to write about the seasons,
To attempt to capture what I see
And perhaps the deeper reasons
Behind the cycles set in time yet still so very fragile.
At times, the pen wrote haltingly,
At others flowing agile,
Revealing meter, verse, and rhyme, creating a collection
Of poems that will offer forth
Each seasonal reflection.
And though the four of temperate north were given central places,
These lyrics cover climate norms
That hold in other cases.
Surrounding all the seasons' forms are themes, more universal,
Of space and vast galactic time,
And of the great reversal
In which we start to realize that we're the ones revolving
Around the stars above our eyes
And, through it all, evolving.
So now, perhaps, you've read this rhyme and find your mind engages.
Perhaps your heart will now be glad
To open up these pages.