After intense summer heat,
Comes delicate autumn breeze.
A withering winter follows,
And in turn is followed itself by a blossoming spring.
There is no in between.
No time for reconstruction.
That summer heat, cools.
That autumn breeze, freezes.
That withering winter, subsides.
That blossoming spring, burns out.
When is the period of review?

The World has to have time to stand back and marvel at its own beauty.
Or maybe its own destruction.

Depends on how you want to start the cycle again.