Reflections of a person's seasons
rippling in the pond
Shows the springs of times long past
revealing what's beyond
A winter waiting to unfold
set in frozen vows
Passing off the tests of life
accomplishing what summer allows
Changes made to maps outlaid
the glorious autumn plan
was missing one component
the err of human hand
Wasting time on shadowed dreams
wanting is not all it seems
Ecstasy that lifts you higher
Drunken with a deep desire
Then waking in the morning light
to find that things aren't always right
The future is sometimes simply cruel
when your fate is observed through a rippling pool
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