What if suddenly… there was only autumn
and the splendor of once dancing leaves huddled in a mound?
What if precious apples laid near acorns,
rotting on the ground?
What if suddenly… there was only winter
and the nights remained somber and cold?
What if snowflakes never melted
and a blustering wind took hold?
What if suddenly… there was only spring
and it rained each day and each night?
What if weeping skies drenched Mother Earth?
What if soaked gardens never saw daylight?
What if suddenly… there was only summer
and the sun just blazed and scorched?
What if temperatures hung at a hundred degrees?
What if a sweating star became a torch?
Oh, what of Nature’s glory then?
Would I ever see…
The riches of changing season
The splendor of D-I-V-E-R-S-I-T-Y?[1]