The New Season
The seasons change swiftly while the long-lost visage of the sun is slowly gracing us with its presence. During this time, the migrant birds dream of returning to their homeland. Their chirps can now be heard from afar if one listens carefully for the hidden melodies in the morning breeze. (What a celestial symphony!) Days pass by unnoticed. The clock is sometimes like a broken record stuck in the same place. Other times, it races like an untamed horse, speeding in its frantic pace. The growing ranks of newcomers look around with curious eyes, unaware of the stories yet to arise. In the meanwhile, your path is getting shorter. Yet with each step you have taken so far, your sidewalks have been transformed into a heavenly garden. Your surroundings have been filled with the scent of daisies and rosebuds. You still cannot help but wander enchantedly, as you ponder: "What will the new season be like?"