My heart sings songs parallel to the dance of rain Where lyrics speak true to nature's mighty chorus Of colorful leaves burned from early frost Where green becomes gold and gold turns to red And the animals, both big and small, hurry to get to bed
My heart speaks to these changes all around me Embracing Fortuna as if she were my mother Wishing that I, like the leaves, could also fall and be free Released from loose bonds that sway with but a breeze From mighty ******, third of his name, God of the wind Who that deceitful Juno deceived, to blow steadfast Aeneas away from hearts true love, to a bigger purpose His own Goddess to please
Yet... It was not to be for me Too strong were the currents from that vengeful Neptune Who then commanded blue Oceanus to summon the monstrous gray Charybdis Pulling down on the brown oars of my life, seeking to consume That which I thought mine, as if spoken by an Oracle, A future as free and varied as a rain soaked forest in fall Before all falls to rest within the spiteful white teeth of winter Leaving me to dance in the decay of nature's retreat
I then cry with Terra Mater, reminding her of the days Where our hearts sang and we spoke in hushed whispers Excited for the seasons change and the chance to rest Yet... I am not prepared to say goodbye to her Her beauty, to me, shines brighter than burning Sol Me, a moth to her flame, is lost when she is away Tormented by the memories of life living only to die An endless cycle of pain that numbs the days spent waiting For spring to rise once again and refresh my heart From the desolation of the icy purgatory And empty forests, skeletal in appearance, A drab contrast to the songs of revival and lush trees That are a favorite of the myriad dryads and nymphs Whom orchestrate the natural melody of the Earth While patiently awaiting my summer heat
I miss them like I will her, for soon I shall fall like the rain Patiently awaiting my rebirth so that I might dance with her again