Songs of Seasons from the Past
It is singing in our sensesHear the melodies of seasons from the pastHum along the verdant pathways in my mindSubtle tempers of the yearsThat may echo with a chantingWith ballades of gentle cooing in my ears WarblingPurring with seduction in my earsLike the insects They are chirpingThey are whirringAs I listenAs I hear Heeding all the soothing callingThey are offeringAn oblationExpiationOf the music To my essenceMy belovéd To my soul And the blessi...