Through the seasons/Unbearably looming

Spring was on. Leaves and flowers were openning from the bottom of my soul. A terrific spectacle that lasted from dawn till dusk. Then, summer came. Its heat melted the colors of spring. Trying to make its space, summer faught endlessly with spring. Eventually, it took space. A chaos began to rein (fireish as hell). When the fire lost its power, the first leaf fell off from a tree. Fall brought comfort and peace. When the leaves were lacking speed, a cruel wind wipped them from the floor, making the soul erode. Winter had come. And now, I don't want to stop feeling the warmth...