every evening sky, an invitation to trace the pattern stars
and early in july, celebration for freedom that is ours
and i notice you in childrens games
in those who watched them from the shade
every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder
you are summer

and even when the trees, have just surendered to the harvest time
forfeiting their leaves in late september
and sending us inside, still i notice you when change begins
and i embace for colder winds
i will offer thanks, for what has been and whats to come
you are auttum

and everything in time, and under heaven finally falls asleep
wrapped in blankets white, all creation shivors underneath
and still i notice you, when branches crack and in my breath on frosted grass
even now in death, you open doors for life to enter
you are winter

and everything thats new, has bravely surviced
teaching us to breathe
what was frozen through, is newly purposed
turning all things green, so it is with you
and how you make me new, with every seasons change
and so it will be, as you are all creating me
summer, autom, winter, spring