Dusk of seasons

In the spring I wished to fly like butterflies.

In the autumn I wished to float like white clouds on the blue sky…

In the winter I wished to be the sliding glacier of frosty misty mountains…

In the Summer eves, I wished to be the moonlight of my sky.

In the cloudy Monsoons I wished to scatter as the splendid beam of sunshine.

In the drizzle, I wished to sprinkle like the drops of rain …

Does anybody know, why I wish to be merged in seasons?

The seasons, true preservers of signs of life on earth…

Let the creativity perpetuate endlessly….

And be the seasons their timeless witness!

copyright Dr.Sanjana p Souparnika