| Seasons (March 2002) nature has a new wardrobe every few months old outfits are gone in a handful of dust a change of identity to go with the times her constant makeovers music to my eyes yet some disavow her sweet evanescence and move to places where there seems little difference denying that nature is change and as such cannot be escaped or denied or out bluffed the cycle�s a circle remaining unbroken yet it�s also a tale with a definite end at once an enigma without any clues while also a formula with ironclad laws like mountains and trees and the sun and the earth time will transform each of us in its course dragging us forward and pulling us down not looking back, just moving on |