I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Wednesday, October 3, 2018

Many Aspects Of Life

I’m in love with many aspects of life

I love how every God made thing

has an assigned

design,

point of view,

 purpose,

and

Creative

Aspect

I love how all the seasons are like clockwork

They never let you down

Summer

makes the Earth Sweltering

And summons school to be out,

grills brought out and cookouts to start

Swimming pools are filled

Sun-kissed yellow lemonade is made

Fall

Makes the world revolve around vibrant, crisp colors

Leaves begin to descend

The seeds look as if small helicopters as they fall and take flight

Leaves fall like graceful feathers as they catch the cool breeze

like small parachutes falling from beyond

The end of the day is the sweetest of them all

Night skies look like paintings

painted by God's graceful hands

Breeze so cool it reminds you it's not the harsh frigid winter

Yet not warm enough it's not the humid summer

Spring

Always replenish the Earth from the Summer's heat and Fall’s lack of rain

The sky turns lively as transparent raindrops fall from the sky

And rainbows Timperley appear

The ground transforms as puddles form

The Earth becomes soft

and as bodies of water flourish

Flowers blossom and bloom

The wind turns more refreshing and less humid

The grass grows greener

The sky grows to deem and gray as if the sky cries nourishing tears

Winter

Covers the Earth in a thick white crystalized blanket

The animals are cast into a deep protective slumber

The days last longer

and the season of goodwill and cheer is near

The wind turns crisp and fidget

The green of the grass and trees vanish

The ground turns rich as it's covered in a diamond-like snow

Seasons change and so does moods

When filled with happiness

All is sunny and peaceful

Not one thing can bother you

Everything around you is lively and it rubs off on all around

While filled with sadness

All is droopy and darkness

You turn in a machine full of nothing else,

but buttons

While excited

Everything seems to be stuck in time

Your eyes grow wide

And your lips curve in a huge smile

While anxious

Everything seems to be going lightning fast your heart races as if doing exotic exercises

Live around you turns into an adventurous mystery

And the unexpected is to be expected

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