In Just A Few Lines

Waves, the mystery of the melody they play remains, mesmerized in it is Spring's destiny. Going through the obstacles and the negativity that waves could bring, Spring is surrounded with sweet assurances and cute laughters. Its joy that never fails to multiply to the rest will always keep Spring's destiny a little more mysterious...

Stars, placed in the unreachable sky high above, like embarking on a journey filled with Summer's dreams. When Summer has lost its way, the stars become an illusion of permanence for its woven dream. The further the stars seem for Summer, the harder it becomes to conquer its quest. But every single star on the sky become a source of hope...

Rhymes, the perfect syncronization of words, which the Autumn's delirium has wiped them all off. The confusion that blows away the leaves of Autumn, messed up by its own delirium. What Autumn needs to now seek is to perfect the words of the poetry, if it could. But its madness is going wild and the smiles work no more...

Roses, so often used as an emblem of love, its petals now used to path Winter's desires. Everyone knows that Winter will never burn, but with desires so deep, it wishes for every single flake to now burn. The soft rose petals are being blown to another side - Winter's future undetermined. The thorns of the roses prick - Winter's words unspoken...

To my Seasons,
Spring, cherish the treasure you have received...
Summer, paint your way through life's obstacles...
Winter, express your suppressions out...