by Kathleen Delicato

Created on: April 30, 2008   Last Updated: May 01, 2008

CYCLES

Cycles of life,
Birth- the start of spring.
The world a-ring
With birds singing.
Enveloped in the happy sound.
Plants and flowers pushing up from the ground,
Greeting newness, creation.
Waking from a long winter vacation.

Spring evolves into summer.
Time of full growing, sun blazing.
Nature's bountifully amazing
With panoramic scenes to behold.
Crowded beaches, bodies lined up,

Oiled and sizzling on the sand.
An ice cream stand,
Children waiting in bare feet
Anxious for their summer treat.

Summer ends.
Sudden north winds,
Trees begin to do their striptease.
Leaves in piles.
Halloween tricksters bringing smiles
To people at doors handing out treats
To devils, angels, pirates
Running up and down streets.

Winter slams in with frosted fingers
Tapping on icy windows.
The first virginal snow,
Inside looking out.
The white vista lifts the heart
Until cars and salt uglify
The streets, snow piled high.
We sigh as we begin
To long for sweet spring again.

Thus our lives go through these cycles,
Spring, the birth,
The blade of grass
Emerging from the earth.

In summer to grow
To full fruition.
Preparing for the harvest
Of our life's mission.

Fall, the beginning of decline,
Preparing for the cycle's end,
To put the finishing touches
On a life story well-penned.

Then winter's aging, aches and pains,
Slowing down the body's motions.
Still the heart and mind retain
The seed of youthful magic potions.

Death takes us on our journey
To an unknown destination,
To refresh, renew, get ready
For our next spring of re-creation.

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