Spring
The growth of new life
pushes free of hardened ground
potential greatness
Fall
Trees engulfed in flames
living fire slowly dieing
burning on the wind
Winter
Air floating crystals
covering land in white ice
life pausing, waiting
Summer
The sun beating down
encouraging us to live
enjoy nature’s prime
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am so glad that you started with ''Spring''.. It really scatters ecstasy everywhere with ''the growth of new life''.. however, I like the 3-rd stanza the most.. I feel it describes my mood in ''Winter'', specially when you say: ''life pausing, waiting''.. Fall? ! Do I have any memories of ''fall''? ! Oh, yeah.. I lost my first tooth in fall (lol, Is that a good memory? ?) .. & when you ends it with ''Summer'', you promote me to '' enjoy nature’s prime ''.. let's see, it's only three months away. Thanks for making me live 365-day-long experience while reading this.