Faeo 'Lyre' Clive (16th August 1989 / Isseke - Ihiala, Anambra State.)
Annual as daily
Nature, too, is to friend, if
the seasons of the calendar would
break into the days alike;
deciding each, a diameter
of the clock as the cardinal
points of the diurnal compass.
They transform, all,
intil the domestic, working alike.
Stood thus upon, intil the day,
they decide each, a radius
of the daily round.
The Winter possess the earliest
six dials of the day; injecting
coldest, alike. The following
Six wake the Sun,
for the Spring, as warm as
the verdant climate intil
discover the Noon by the twelfth
hour per twenty-four; and
the day break, horizontally
diametrical, from the Sun.
The Summer took the next Six
penultimate, at the day
and set forth, warmest, intil
submit autumnal intil the last,
as feels the hue of the verdure.
acquaint the day, the four seasons.
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