Publisher's Synopsis
A Fairly Simple Thought It's a fairly simple thought I had To write about the seasons, To attempt to capture what I see And perhaps the deeper reasons Behind the cycles set in time Yet still so very fragile. At times, the pen wrote haltingly, At others flowing agile, Revealing meter, verse, and rhyme, Creating a collection Of poems that will offer forth Each seasonal reflection. And though the four of temperate north Were given central places, These lyrics cover climate norms That hold in other cases. Surrounding all the seasons' forms Are themes, more universal, Of space and vast galactic time, And of the great reversal In which we start to realize That we're the ones revolving Around the stars above our eyes And, through it all, evolving. So now, perhaps, you've read this rhyme And find your mind engages. Perhaps your heart will now be glad To open up these pages.
