-- Newest Revision --
A verdant terrain.
Nature’s gift, a fertile ground.
Drenched in April's rain.
Yet burning waves bound.
Over land, and sunlight spreads.
Under mid-life’s crown.
Crescent yellow threads.
Ancient branches crack and bend.
Now weeping soft reds.
Sharp freezing winds rend.
Extinguishing warmth within.
Exit Old Year's end.
Melting snow signals the next cycle's spin.
Everything will change, but your kith and kin.
-- Original Post --
A young green terrain,
nature’s gift, a fertile ground.
Dearest Kore’s reign.
Yet burning waves bound
over land, and sunlight spreads.
Under mid-life’s crown.
Cascading swept reds,
a gale howls through, branches crack.
Naked spindly shreds.
Sharp cold winds attack,
extinguishing fire within.
Exit the last act.
Make ready for the festivities to begin.
Enjoy a final end, and celebrate with kin.
A verdant terrain.
Nature’s gift, a fertile ground.
Drenched in April's rain.
Yet burning waves bound.
Over land, and sunlight spreads.
Under mid-life’s crown.
Crescent yellow threads.
Ancient branches crack and bend.
Now weeping soft reds.
Sharp freezing winds rend.
Extinguishing warmth within.
Exit Old Year's end.
Melting snow signals the next cycle's spin.
Everything will change, but your kith and kin.
-- Original Post --
A young green terrain,
nature’s gift, a fertile ground.
Dearest Kore’s reign.
Yet burning waves bound
over land, and sunlight spreads.
Under mid-life’s crown.
Cascading swept reds,
a gale howls through, branches crack.
Naked spindly shreds.
Sharp cold winds attack,
extinguishing fire within.
Exit the last act.
Make ready for the festivities to begin.
Enjoy a final end, and celebrate with kin.
Beget, begone!
Begotten, I become.
Begotten, I become.