Summer drifts behind the clouds
as the autumn sheds its skin
and howls wildly into the crisp of the
night air-
the moon shines upon the winter
frost,
while spring slumbers and dreams of
the yellow tint of April-
seasons linger and fall like the rushing
tides,
years drift along the wind like the scattering
of a thousand leaves…
another gone, another sleeping patiently,
waiting for its time to open eager eyes-
we all drink from the same cup,
our wine as sweet as our intention*

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