Finale of Seasons

Do you ever notice when life’s seasons turn? Spring blooms into glorious summer, from sunsets and birdsong to thunder and snowfall; It all happens so fast, Soon autumn will fall and paint the earth in reddish hues; O heart, I urge- Don’t waste your precious seasons collecting raindrops within leaves for you know they'll fade and your winter will come, Drive your roots deep- for you must hold strong as you await the exquisite finale of seasons- That gentle raincloud of mellow with his lightning strike of bliss shall rise to set you free.