I remember a moment in clockwork
A fragile mind thinking of simple things
Light escapes the trap that the moon set
Exploring the directions it can travel
The feeling of spring is being resurrected
Snow is melting and bringing life to the ground
Leaves are long forgotten
Innocence being charged with hormones
The seasons give me new feelings.
Looking around in my environment
Birth is the current stage
Of the everlasting cycle of the planet
Time moves forward without reason
I'll always remember the time I spent alone
Flowers breathing our poison
And throwing away our precious life support
Mother Earth is protecting all of her loved ones.
Life is the season of spring
Giving chances to possible new champions
Blood is the season of summer
The purest nourishment to the newborns
Memory is the season of autumn
The collection of thoughts of one's spring
Death is the season of winter
Nothing more.
