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A foliage underlines bare branches at a season’s end, scuffing through weightless underbrush and crunching footsteps to the return of an autumn wind.

Soon, the chill of winter will howl between naked twigs, as snowflakes plummet gently to the ground.

Deepen in the snow threre is darkness brimming the sky with glittered stars and an evening silence rest.

A still chill of twilight son passes to the rising of spring, while streamlines of snow soften into a vein of brooks.

As nightfall breaks to sunlight, becomes a scent of lilacs and thistles sprout into the blossom of a summer rose.

Suddenly,puffed satin clouds give-way to warm waves of sunshine, while gray scales of shifting sand erase their path into the ebb of Hampton’s sea.

Inseparable reflections as an ardor beholding not how one withers but lives, and so, the seasons return.

(10/18/06_10/24/2025)