You came like rain in the Spring

bringing forth new life.

You led me into Summer

blazing with new light.

We walked into warm ocean breezes

careful not to get too lost in the waves.

Your Love was hot, it burned like fire.

Purifying, terrifying ablaze.

And for a moment,

as I followed Your breeze,

I was free to love the seasons...

Summer's freedom soon turned into caution

as You whispered scornful winds to my ears.

But I saw beauty in the coming change.

I saw there was nothing to fear.

Then Fall came and (over night to You it seemed),

I fell in love with Her colors.

You warned Me this view was only temporary,

but I stood in awe of Her glory.

Your Love turned cold as temperatures dropped

and I could do nothing for You.

I carried Fall with Me into the Winter

and You greeted me with desolate wind & bitter cold.

Together, We looked for You through the snowfall

but You were too far to behold.

Shivering under the cold of Winter's knife,

I called for You in the darkness.

From afar, You looked at Me through frozen eyes and

turned away in sadness.

Your breeze was conditioned on the temperature of Your own gust.

You failed to see the purity of Fall's colorful leaves.

But with wide open eyes, I saw the innocence, the hope.

Your jealous wind pushed Me to see...

Finally...

I carried the wind of my own freedom.

//

Spring will soon come with Love's sweet showers

to see new flowers take root.

Summer will blaze and turn to beautiful Fall,

Maybe then again, that's where I'll be seeing You.