Seasons Change

by Shelly Wiseberg

Whispers in the wind
Travels a great distance
To be heard and understood
Without any rhyme or reason
Throughout every season

Changes appear growing
In many directions with new voices
Speaking the way through stormy weather
The planet shifts in evolution
On sacred ground deep freezes
Cracking the surface shattering
Beneath reflected light
Heating bright forming crystals
Through the night snowballing affects
Earth and sun whispering in the wind
Of misunderstood