nature My season will change

Imagine a land spread wide.

Like the beauty of flower beds that's holds it

The tree of life that I desire.

Green lavish garden that grows as I follow the path to righteous

The freshness of the air was  scented with strawberry, honey due.

And a coco extract with a little almond ,cinnamon, fragrance too.

A sunshine of ray blazing in the clear, sea, blue sky.

The water is sweet like a   breath of fresh air.

The vine of the fruit in the wells of the juice to energize the roots.

And the nature is won to produce their young.

The song of the birds flocked forever in paradise .

The mineral  of the soil, I adored

Peace endure forevermore.

So it remain the same.

The hills, mountains and the plans.

But soon it all change.

The land became a strain.

Them it begin to rain and its massive part.

The tree bent over towards the winter storm.

Nature climate stood true.

All of a suddenly everything was new.

Cold like the ice stares on the night glare.

Hovering over the fire flame.

 Trying to sustain.

White crystal on ever lane.

Beautiful bright white snow flakes.

Baking hot cakes.

Slipping tea.

The air consist of a thick, wet, winter, stack .

Condense, fogy still, claim atmosphere.

The wind wave through like a cut in the due

The grass seem to fall from the roots and freeze.

The garden will replenishes its needs  .

 Now my season will change.