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Summer & Winter; Two Extreme Seasons of Mankind
Topic Started: Jan 26 2014, 11:29 PM (264 Views)
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Their longevities are the mirrors of man's existence
Hot, heated, drying, growing -- beautiful and apparently kind
The love affair is cooled in mediation of -- what shall it be said "the" or "a" or simply Fall
Cold, crippled, dormant, waiting for re-birth -- akin to beauty and out right cruel

Knowing of the past and histories is not just happenstance
Summer beckons, jests and flutters in youthful and playful innocence with the wind
Destiny and fate hold hands to be an example for these two
Winter pounces after her trying to intimidate and claim her to appease apparent raw emotions in a constant swirl

Present presides as eternal judge and mentor
She births unexpected joy and renewal of their desired union
Unknown it is not of the repetitive cycle of many moons of thrust and parry
He remains in wait for sustenance to claim her as his bride

Balance blocks her beauty and the his boldness to their desired bond to prevent the blood of repetitive bounty
Her gift is known not by her as a present not given to him rather it simply exists -- essence of her presence
Future generations instinctively love and conquer like their forefathers
His actions are respected yet not welcomed -- replacement of the old for the new

Conclusions are for the narrow minded, who thinks of an end are blissfully naïve
Summer waits for him in fields of flowing flowering love
Simplistic this appears, a cyclic tragedy remains
Winter hibernates his thoughts of desiring for her touch, the breach of easement bars a barely beating heart

In memory of Summer's Love and Winter's passionate desire for her.
Nay mention of the fourth
Spring, ahh yes, this is the cupid to the eternal love affair -- one thought I forgot, cruelty of the love arrow is hardest to script.

Echoes from the harsh Winter to his out of reach beautiful Summer
We hear his eternal call to her . . . .
I love you

Now one empathizes with Winter's never ending coldness
Fore to have love constantly out of arm's reach yet forever seeing it
Outward bursts of blizzards are his cold cries for her warming love

Summer smiles not in joy rather that he is constantly there
She understands and reflects heat to burn her sorrow
Her pain evaporates as dew on her forehead

They do not have the luxury of mankind to say adieu
Fore their love is eternally sought in the seasons
I dare say it bodes well not for mankind witnessing that their desire is bout to end. . . .
Look men, cupid has fall in it's site and their roles are almost complete for their presences are seen of short in present times

Summer and Winter are about to finally be able to hold hands and kiss.
You think their on going eternal affair is a tragedy
Wait for the universal calamities of their union
The day is close when man is soon to say, "I can remember the good ole days when cupid shadowed fall."

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