Torn asunder
Eternally makes me wonder.
Staring beyond the thunder,
The first flowers blooming.
No need to keep those thoughts looming.
Now’s the season
Focusing on its growth,
It\'s the only reason.
Come rain or shine;
An experience to truly make it mine.
Although the storm destroys,
There\'s a multitude of joys.
No longer torn asunder,
Life always has its blunders.
What matters is the time in between.
It\'s always the things unseen.