Seasons Change

All bronzed and dry with heat

From summer-length of days

Will see the dead seed fall

Wait out the season’s haze

 

When showers shall begin

Fall on settled dust and grain

Moistened, warm, implanted

The dead will shoot again

 

Needs be the death of old

Then nourishment anew

For shoots of green afresh

See hope, just pushing through

 

New life again shall come

From old once dead and dry

When showered and shone upon

Earthbound from the sky

 

Nourishment raining down

New growth reaching up

The dead will fall, the living rise

That hope might fill my cup

 

 

29/3/2014

 

 

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