Season Wonders

How wonderful the season when we first found love? It seemed it would last forever. Aiyeko-ooto in 50 poems eulogize the rich epic of love and poverty of its loss. The Poet paints solemn colors of this experience in 5 movements: We all know what it was to be the clown of April. Happy like fools until the Broken Veil. In desperation time stole everything it appears as the season closes. Hearts are Carved Without Mercy. The distance and time are the enemies. While Murder takes place in the Dark. The only thing that remains as Summer close into Autumn is a fall. Lonely as hearts take Walk In the Rain. There is doxology in this experience which must not pass away unquoted: If I died tonight it would have been enough Then I'll live forever in depth of your heart I am at the confluence of water and rock Buffing the sides and smiles in response So smooth you are there everywhere