Bleeding veins
Winter in arms
Pain in armies
Hills on roads
Aliens on crops
Trees in sun ray’s way
Causing much shades

Morning comes
With coffee or not
Rain rains
Fears or tears
Sea of water always in motion
No day a moon escapes shadows
Night breeds under its seasons

Everything has tincture
Bleeding is seasonal
Healing is seasonal
Heart aches, has no class
Wound is a wound
Moon didn’t accompany sun to live its dream

Everything has its season
Sun has one form
Moon has different types
Contexts to angle
Different phases
Full, half, quarter and invisible

Seasons under the moon
Rest under blue sky
Aches or laughter
It’s a season