Changing seasons of the mind
moving swiftly over time
winter chill and summer kind
rise to heights and then decline
Soon the western breezes blow
lake reflecting waters flow
leaves fall as the birds fly north
blending swirling back and forth
So the seasons of my mind
move along on winds of thought
never resting or defined
too elusive to be caught
Changing seasons of the mind
moving swiftly over time
winter chill and summer kind
rise to heights and then decline.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem