She whispers my name... Only I can hear

Friday, March 24, 2006

A Seasonal Respite

Cold dry arctic air
Having had it's day
Struggles with warm, restless tropic mists
Tired of sunny beaches and humid forests

The warm and moist air drives northward
Wants in

Confrontation is inevitable
And the predetermined outcome
Does not dismay the challenge

The conflict plays itself out

Snowstorms makes way for the Thunderstorms...
Gentle rains and broken sunshine through the clouds
Rainbows and an abundance of growth
Are the consequences

Spring awakens - for the seasons sake
Leaf stem and flower
This is their time

But beware the chill frost
With a cold glance backwards
From behind the Arctic circle

I'll be back she whispers
I'll be back

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