Three Seasons in the Forest
Feeling summer heat
Coolness is shadow of tree
Feeling passion meet
Where can any coolness be,
They are burning when they meet
Feeling Autumn chills
Color over takes the tree
Then on ground it spills
Unable to hold beauty
Sharing warmth it overfills.
Feeling cold winter
Ice strips off cover of trees,
To dark surrender
Nude to all without it’s leaves,
Cold rests snow blankets over
Gloom
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