Seasons Of The Mind

Changing seasons of the mind
moving swiftly over time
winter chill and summer kind
rise to heights and then decline

Soon the western breezes blow
lake reflecting waters flow
leaves fall as the birds fly north
blending swirling back and forth

So the seasons of my mind
move along on winds of thought
never resting or defined
too elusive to be caught

Changing seasons of the mind
moving swiftly over time
winter chill and summer kind
rise to heights and then decline.

by Liilia Talts Morrison

Comments (1)

This one could have been by Van Gogh. Interesting, that.