Sing of the Annual Cavalcade of Seasons

The four seasons, represented as women in various dress, line up in order, with winter at the front, to pass through a portal carved into a heart.

Audio and Video Music:
Borderless.
By Aakash Gandhi.
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Illustration Credit: AI

Sing of the annual cavalcade of seasons,
Each passing through the portals of the heart,
A slow parade of brightly colored passions
Swirling round and round the rimless dark!
One sings in harmony with what one hears,
Now consonant, now dissonant, yet ever
Seasonal, as the ponderous pageant turns
Gracefully from one year to another.
Remember that a cosmic accident,
Earth's titled axis vis-à-vis its sun,
Ever shapes the heart's environment,
The music that pervades the songs within.
In every thought and feeling, every pleasure,
Need, desire, pain, regret, perception,
Granted that free choice seems in one's power,
Sing what you alone could not have written.