A Poem Is a Song: Is a Psalm

"The Story" is for time. "The Seasons" is for times. "The Song" is for the rain and divides the time.

The Seasons

Autumn:

In the nostalgia of autumn, as leaves flee, so also do they fly.

I speak of old behavior and the fallen, lustful heart. Passion, properly

defined as patient love, is the eye through which light enters.

Winter:

The briskness of winter blues is the longing for fire.

I speak of weather on the spectrum of religion, where the hearth is safe.

Spring:

Picture, then, the delicacy of paste...