The Queen of Seasons

queenof seasons

The old ones have gathered

To teach the young ones of light;

The songs we sing chase away night.

The young ones have arrived

To teach the old ones of joy;

No more, they say, is time to destroy.

The warmth will rise, the buds will bloom

Beneath the cold ground;

My fecund roots moisten, rebound.

The sun aligns with stone

The balanced moment now at hand;

In an instant warmth returns to land.

So sing and dance, and in joyous voice unite

The time to love is reason;

It is as I say, I am the Queen of Seasons.

About michaelstephendaigle

I have been writing most of my life. I have written at least three complete novels, have three others started and on my website michaelstephendaigle.com is the draft chapter of the latest effort,"The Swamps of Jersey."
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