SEASONS
The north winds bring cold and snow like the feelings of some souls. Keeping beauty at bay for most, then others come happiness.
Coming from the south warmth flows, bringing life and vitality, tho with a price. Heat and growth, welcomed for a period, then despised like the weeds in a garden.
Between these are the rains that nourish the earth and later brings decay from the trees.
Seasons change, like life.
What is not seen as good has a purpose.
What seems drab feeds the magnificent.
Look deeper than the surface, for there's much to see.
