Poetry – The Seasons

The Seasons

We emerged from the barrenness of our winter

Into the Spring of us.

The sap rose in our veins

Setting our brains aflame.

The whole world glowed

In the warmth of our togetherness.

We danced as one

In the soft light,

To the warm breeze of the season.

Each touch electricity,

Each moment a new experience.

For the whole world danced with us.

The sun shone for us.

The entire world was renewed.

As Spring turned to Summer,

The glow deepened,

The dance slowed,

But was more graceful.

The electricity no longer shocked.

For we had discovered all there was,

Immersed ourselves

And become accustomed to the magic.

Our brains were no longer burning,

But were pleasantly warm,

And the dance followed a gentler pace.

Now in the Autumn of us,

We move sedately

Around each other.

Still dancing, but with routine steps,

Paced and well-rehearsed.

There are no surprises

But we smile a lot

As we reminisce

On the tempestuous fire

Of the Springtime

Stored safely,

Shared,

Within us both

And still bask within its warmth.

Opher – 12.10.2020

Sometimes it is good to reflect back and remember. We cannot always be at the mountain top, with its spectacular views. We cannot always be dancing madly to a ferocious beat. We cannot always feel the cauldron of craziness that consumed us.

But we can still remember it and bask in its glow.

Change is the essence of life.

It has changed but ‘us’ persists.