The Cycle Of Life

Spring.
snow melts away,
dandelions pop up everywhere

Summer.
dandelions hide themselves under the earth
Farmer market offers fresh flowers

Autumn.
Leaves turn yellow,
and flowers are confined to shops.
People starts sweeping the fallen leaves.

Winter.
the season of death,
the season of snow,
the purest of them all.

Even mother earth cannot stop the seasons from ripping away her hard work. What are we to complain about as mere mortals?

Year after year, Gaia has to clear away the snow, nurture new plants, and watch it die away. Just like my relationship. Yet she never stopped working on her miracles. She never named it tedious work, she never procrastinated. She has plenty of time, infinite even, but she understood the importance of time. Time will never stop for anyone, not even her. She cannot afford to stop. The cycle never ends.