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Wary is this time,
Where day light comes and she has begun.
Yet, fore told is sweet sorrow,
Bitter like the northern wind and the southern warmth fleeting,
Such a day is fortune told.
Where life dies on trees yet buries itself into the ground
To grow and spring once again,
The immortal mortal dance.
Like hope that glimmers through cascading dust in windows light,
The air will once again bring warmth,
Dewy on flesh and sun will shine,
Not having its heat lost in unforgiving cold.
Seasons change,
As life changes.
Bringing the implosion of falling,
And the burst of first breath renewed.

Description
Wary is this time,
Where day light comes and she has begun.
Yet, fore told is sweet sorrow,
Bitter like the northern wind and the southern warmth fleeting,
Such a day is fortune told.
Where life dies on trees yet buries itself into the ground
To grow and spring once again,
The immortal mortal dance.
Like hope that glimmers through cascading dust in windows light,
The air will once again bring warmth,
Dewy on flesh and sun will shine,
Not having its heat lost in unforgiving cold.
Seasons change,
As life changes.
Bringing the implosion of falling,
And the burst of first breath renewed.