Seasons

Peacful trees like

my soldiers are

tall. Calm and

towering down

they take all the

darkness away

and I see in the

sky, that the stars

seem to sing to me

vastly and gently

waters coming down

now, it sinks deeper

and deeper still

like hands of

fate and by will

you can save it

and return with

the light.

the plants start to

show again.

my army rises

up so still and

I raise my arms

my battles begun

I will not forget you

though you caused

me much pain, I will

not forgive you

you brisk summer rain.