Christopher Hansard:[ Winter Reflections]

Winter

hangs

in all the seasons

a promise of change and rebirth

in the rushing of Spring

winter hides in the seeds urging themselves to pop

in the langorous stillness of Summer

the chill of winter  emerges from the earth

in the rustling of Autumn

winter is the voice of Autumn’s winds

and Winter welcomes itself

a return to its nature

without winter where would the other seasons be?

So it is with us..humanity seeks an endless summer

runs from a lingering winter

we are the season’s children

winter teaches us how to become reborn