Fall, Winter, Spring, Summer

Rapidly circling like a carnival ride

How can you stop it?

Just for a second to reduce the nausea

Reduce the loud noise and the dizziness

But such is life

The more you fight it, the more you feel the unease and abrasiveness of each motion

It’s redundant, yet terrifying

Beautiful, and tantalizing

Some love the ride, yet some hate it

All you have to do is keep holding on

Behind closed doors an oak tree extends its branches next to the window that I lay

In the silence it scratches at my window

Embracing life’s sadness, abundance and pain

But as I’m listening to the vibrato in the dropping of the rain

I feel a release in my strain

As I have found a love that distracts me from the mountain of pain that accumulate again and again

I look out with aching limbs, but no worse than a tree during a storm

Holding on to make it through the worst of the day

And behind close doors I lay in wait, ready for my lover to come home to help shelter me from sadness and pain

My love is equivalent to what the sunshine is to a tree after a day of rain