Seasons

Seasons are the

Quadrants by which

Your year is divided

A time to rest

A time to grow

A time to be

A time to change

Yet within each season

There is always change

As is there always rest, being and growth

The cycles of life

Seem to follow a pattern

In nature

The pattern is easy to follow

And is more discernible

Winter follows Fall

As surely as Summer follows Spring

Yet in humankind

The seasons of life

Could take different routes

At different speeds

People progress through their seasons

In their time, space and speed

Many people seem to spend

All their time in Winter

Appearing to be resting

And waiting and sleeping

Their days are slow

Their energy low

They have no need

To be anyplace

Or anywhere

But just to rest

This is where they need to be

This is their season

In time they may choose

To move out of Winter’s comfort

Into the hope of Spring

And the growth

That Spring inspires

Yet it is all up

To each individual

How they choose

To spend their time

Being attuned to nature

Is often reflected

In the way

People live their lives

They follow the beat of nature

Listening to the sounds

Seeing the sights

That the changes

Of the seasons bring

They live their lives

Harmoniously

Flowing with nature

Flowing with the changes

They, too, take time

To rest

To grow

To be

To change

Time after time

Rest.  Grow.

Be. Change.

All the way to eternity