That feel

the winter frost

the summer morn

the happily died

the new born

life was a summer evening

that's now gone..

the singing rain

the rushing drain

the whispering trees

the hugging breeze

life was a winter noon

that set faster than it could..

the blooming bud

the cheery mud

the hardworking beaver

the confused river

life was a dark night

that may be swum across..

- Rashmi (17/01/17)