Time And Season Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

In this world of ever-changing rhyme,
We dance to the beat of ticking time,
For to every purpose, there's a season,
A time to sow, a time to reap in reason,
Hidden in the time and season.

Each moment passes, with a fleeting grace,
Leaving behind memories we can't erase,
But time, oh time, it never stands still,
It moves on, with an unyielding will.

Winter comes with its icy chill,
A time to hibernate and be still,
But soon enough, spring will arrive,
Bringing new life, as it thrives,
Summer follows, with its warm embrace.

A time for adventures and a lively pace,
But it too, shall soon come to an end,
Leaving us with autumn, a faithful friend,
The leaves change colors, as they fall to the ground.

A time for reflection, as nature's voice resounds,
For to everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven,
So let us not waste, a single day.

For time is a gift, we must not stray,
Embrace each moment, with open arms,
For in the end, time is our greatest charm,
So as the seasons come and go.

Let us cherish each ebb and flow,
For time and season, they go hand in hand,
Guiding us through this;
Mysterious land.