Seasons Change

With the morning dew refreshed
thinking of a life redressed
crisp smell of rain
lingers about a field
questioning if it shall indulge
Natures seeds
help it produce
rare unheard, unseen beauty
or do we dare it grow

Photo Credit| Nigel Lo

Photo Credit| Nigel Lo  

a colorless field
filled with different archetypes
deviant uncharted perception in plain view
distorted by way of natures abstract
how would we think of its reflection
untamed and on its own


9 responses to “Seasons Change

  1. I love this poem, from the beginning lines to the very end. “…do we dare it grow…untamed and on its own” – Nature does its own thing.


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