Seasons of Life

It is the dawn of day in early spring.

All has a start,

everything begins somewhere.

In the beginning there is happiness,

and all seems well.

There shall be no factor that brings unease,

for everything is new, and there is no need for worry.

Crawling, then walking, jumping, and playing.

Still young, still fun, still pure,

and filled with joy . . .

As time goes on

things may seem different.

There may be challenges . . .

there may be worries . . .

But chances are taken

and the the times of struggle

are overlooked.

New opportunities arise as summer sets in.

No longer is everything new . . .

The phase of frolic and play has passed,

Time to mature, time to be serious. 

There are now events to attend,

and obligations to fulfill. 

As fall arrives things are easy to understand,

life is conducted more sagaciously.

Winter is here . . .

Soon what was once thought to be important,

no longer has value.

What matters most, is what used to least.

The moment has come when it is realized

that life is too short for regrets.

Unfortunately, it is not until this moment arrives,

when it is truly understood that

once time is lost, it can never be given back.

A storm is coming and it is becoming dark.

Everything is in a haze, as things become unclear.

It is time to part from things being the way they

used to be. 

Time to say good-byes . . .

Time to leave what is loved . . .

But no need to fear, for the storm is almost over.

The last wind blows . . . the tempest has ceased. 

The seasons are gone, the storm has parted.

Now in the Elysium, where all is good.

Gone home forever, gone home to God.

But what was left behind... will someday be home too—

Home to God where all things begin and end.