I wonder— Have you ever taken the time to notice, how Summer's sun can clear gunmetal skies, or how it refracts off the water of a somber heaven— Filling the darkness behind your eyes?
I wonder— Have you ever taken the time to notice, how when Spring's roses begin to blossom the wind carries love's scent through the air or how it effortlessly enraptures— permeating beauty from within the pigment of it's petals?
I wonder— have you ever taken the time to notice, how the cycle of Autumn's leaves remain parallel to the frailty of the living or how the perpetuity of their purpose is either known of and ignored or understood and accepted?
I wonder— Have you ever taken the time to notice how the Winter's deep freeze blankets and preserves the earth beneath our feet To walk upon in new years to come, Or how it brings forth the warmth of family's serenity?