Walking through the seasons

Take my hand and walk with me a while.
Here
and now
beneath a clear spring sky.

Stay with me
whilst I stop to watch a merry dance of daffodils
nodding to a blackbird’s song.

Here I can feel the grass singing beneath my feet.
Now is where I can be.
And it is where you will find me, caught in the present,
no pull of the past, no promise of the future.

Here there are no more yesterdays or tomorrows.
Now there’s no time like the present to bring me joy.
As long as I can see the trees I shall be happy
the changing seasons caught in their sway.

Stay with me as spring grows into summer.
Sweet smelling rose petals,
caught like velvet between my finger and thumb.

Stay with me a while.
Here is the reward of today
now with no fear of tomorrow
or regret from yesterday.

The swallows fly to where I can now never go
taking the last of the summer sun upon their wings.
Stay with me as I walk through autumn,
falling leaves like my lost memories
trodden crisply under foot.

Here I can feel alive, the breeze across my face.
Now is where I will spend my days.
And it is where you will find me, caught in the present,
no pull of the past, no promise of the future.

Here there are no more yesterdays or tomorrows.
Now there’s no time like the present to bring me joy.

See with fresh eyes how winter arrives.
Feel the frost caressing branch and fern alike.
Touch my hot breath hanging in the air
like early morning mist rising over newly ploughed fields.
My ruddy cheeks warm beneath a woollen hat.

Through my eyes you will see such wonder.
Here I shall savour the smell of the earth.
Now I will walk and watch the silent snow fall
like a new miracle.

Stay with me as I am held in this one perfect moment.