a new season is upon us,
the birth of a new dawn,
joy blooms all around,
the only time when love is spun.

every step on the grass,
brings us closer to our mother,
she weeps tears of happiness,
when her children bask in her heart.

a brilliant breeze blows by,
making you wish you could dissolve,
in it's warm, empty embrace,
and find the love you lost one winter.

green, red, blue and yellow,
colours smiling and shining greatly,
all after a time of darkness,
a time of great despair and pain.

you know this is called,
the season of love and joy,
of finding and growing,
from the words that buried you down.

and so, a new season is upon us,
the birth of a new dawn,
joy blooms all around,
❝the only time when love is spun.❞

-ritwika sen