Elena P

Again

You walk out of Spring to Summer, and believe you’re fully healed
And Peace does dull your edges; Your spikes are now concealed
You feel the warmth you hoped for, when the sun shines on your face
And you finally can rest now, now that there is no race
Your feet finally grounded; Your mind is back to Earth
And never do you wonder, about Life and Death and Birth
But when Summer turns to Autumn, and you look up in my eyes
You’ll want to be that broken spear of ice hurtling through the skies
You are long gone from Winter, and Life has cured your scars
Inside of Summer’s kind heart, even night is lit with Stars
And wonders did await you, when you threw down your sword
The feel of kindred fire, thawed memories you stored
Relax next to the sunrise, watch colors turn you Gold
Know Home will never leave you, and all you need you hold
But when green leaves turn orange, and you stand and look at me
You’ll want to be that broken spear of ice hurtling through the sea
                                                                             - Elena P