I.
Summer sky turning
Fly you clouds of days bygone
The past wants craving
II.
That autumn sunrise
Leaves floating on damp crayon
Present time bridging
III.
Winter ice melting
Went those waters in warm dawn
The future creeping
IV.
Spring waters rushing
Chaotic leaves swimming on
The art of living
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