#012. A Life in Seasons
After a long, cold dormancy;
First, a slight stirring,
Then, a burst of life.
The soul is burning
In a rush of fire and power;
The world is theirs.
Then, a quiet reflection;
There are regrets and what-ifs,
But mostly a reluctant peace.
Then everything slows;
After all the fire and life,
Back into a quiet dormancy.
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