From my window
I have a panoramic view of
changing
seasons marked by earth's orbit around the sun.
On balmy days
puffy cloud formations sail by with ever-changing shapes.
On bright blue
days my world is bathed in warmth and brilliant light.
But when the
wind line marches steadily across the lake,
stirring the
placid water with choppy waves
I watch storm
clouds move with frightening speed.
stirring the
usually placid water into choppy waves.
I brace when
storm clouds slam raindrops against the windows,
and thunder
booms as zigzag streaks lighten the night sky.
I can track the
seasons by where the sun sets,
painting the
sky with a spectacle of shapes and colours.
And now, the
trees transform the landscape
with leaves of
gold and glorious shades of red.
Birds regroup
to start their journey south.
Geese in
V-formations will soon depart with honking sounds.
When the lake
turns white, iced over, shore to shore,
it is a vast
space we can explore with skates and snowshoes.
A time of rest,
hibernation and finally rejuvenation.
When the snow
melts, spring buds will open
The geese will
return, nest and raise their young.
Another year,
another season. The cycle starts again.
Changing
seasons marked by earth's orbit around the sun.
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