I looked up and saw what had fallen upon us
In the changing of trees
The saturated colors of death
So many days we carried the heat
On the sweat beads of our backs
Waiting for wind’s relief
And so many steps I wanted to go back
To where I was before the seasons
Ran so quickly and left me behind
But the words of the wise lifted my arms
And pushed my heart in front
Leading blindly but forward
And now my tired eyes awaken
To how nature works its ways
And births something more beautiful than pain
