When aloofness crackle in the silence
as if you are alone on this earth
and only have the stars, sun and moon
as your companions,
standing alone in the seasons of life,
with golden acorn leaves falling at your feet,
when the year starts to turn
with winter sneaking in silently
and later overwhelming,
always a new spring comes
with buds appearing astoundingly,
there is again the heat of summer
when that season comes to its fullness.
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