Spring whispers of new beginnings,
Green shoots breaking through winter's sleep.
The earth awakens with gentle stirrings,
Promises of growth running deep.
Summer blazes with golden abundance,
Warm days stretching long and bright.
Nature's fullness in radiant exuberance,
Everything alive with light.
Autumn paints the world in fire,
Reds and golds before the fall.
A season of harvest and desire,
Beauty in the letting go of all.
Winter brings a quiet stillness,
Snow blankets the sleeping ground.
In the silence and the chillness,
Peace and rest are found.
Each season holds its sacred purpose,
Each brings lessons we must learn.
In the cycles of the earth's surface,
We find where our hearts must turn.
So celebrate the changing seasons,
The rhythm of the turning year.
For in each one we find the reasons,
To hold what we hold dear.