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Sara’s evocative verse explores nature’s cyclical dance, exclusively for Different Truths.
Blossoms unfurl and colors are infinite, As spring emerges, it is a breathtaking sight. Summer arrives with its warm, golden kiss, Filled with endless misses and days of pure bliss, Leaves turn to gold in the crisp autumn air, A tapestry woven beyond compare The world transforms into hues of red and gold, A wonder to witness, a sight to behold. Winter descends, a tranquil retreat, A blanket of snow, a hushed, silent beat Yet beneath the surface, life starts anew a promise of growth, a cycle so true. With each changing season, a lesson we glean, Embracing life's shifts is like a vivid dream. In the dance of the Earth, as time rearranges, Amidst the golden hues of autumn's embrace, A melancholy dance unfolds with grace. Leaves, like teardrops, gently fall to the ground, Whispering the secrets of a world unbound Summer's warmth has bid its fond adieu. As whispered winds bring forth a sombre hue, The vibrant blooms, once full of life's delight, Now bow their heads, surrendering to the night. The sun, now distant, casts a feeble light, As shadows lengthen, embracing the night, The air grows cold, a shiver down the spine, A symphony of sorrow, a whispered line Yet, in this fading season’s mournful song, A beauty lingers, though the days grow long. For change, though bittersweet, unveils its art, A canvas painted with a tender heart So let the tears of autumn gently fall, A tale of transformation, known to all, In sadness, there's a beauty to behold, A story of a season, once vibrant, now grown old.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
