While you bask on the shore, I feel Frost's sting; Hiking through crystallized wonderlands- Alone.
Through desolation. Over crushed leaves and trampled petals. Into the unknown.
No sun rays- or wisps of vaporous breeze. No chirps, no chatter. All the world- a casket.
Seasons change- While you greet autumn, I submerse in spring showers; Trekking through violent thunder and bolts- Alone.
Through endless planes. Across hills and valleys of unripened life.
Into the shadows.
Cloudy days- and lists of venomous trees. Seeds stripped and scattered. All the world- a flood.
Seasons change- Evolving one into another, barely touching, never mixing, leading solitary courses of nature.
Seasons change- Devouring the old, delivering the new, building Earth's wisdom and judgment.
Seasons change- And so do I.