By Eric Hallstrom   Chevyking@aol.com
Date: 28 January 1998

The Cycle of Life and Love

There are few things like summer.  Summer is the heat 
of passion, and long days of content.  The sun rises 
early to warm your heart on first contact and, later, 
makes you sweat lust from your skin.  Summer is the 
beach and the waves gently caressing it.  It is the
time when all things grow and possibilities seem
endless.  Summer is the sun that blinds your eyes
to all things bad, yet you can see for million miles.  

Fall is my fall, your fall, everyone's fall.  Fall is 
the path to despair.  Although you can see the end of 
the road called fall it seems to take months to reach 
it.  You hold on to summer as if it would last forever, 
but your fall is inevitable.  It is a time when leaves 
fall like tears of pain, their place left empty on a 
tree of sorrow.  Your warm days get shorter and cold
creeps up your spine like a spider on the wall.  You
are only moments from darkness.

Winter is the bitterness of all souls.  Winter makes
our hearts hibernate in a cave deep in your body.  
Leaving fall, the tattered remains of your body 
collides, snapping your back, on a word called winter.  
Your downward spiral has hit rock bottom.  You can only 
lay in your depression, with numbness growing over your 
body, starting with you fingers and toes, winter moves 
quickly to your heart.  All is dead in winter.  
Thoughts, like seeds, don't grow.  Sickness is the only 
thing that shows its face.  It pops its head up only 
long enough to kiss your cheek and turn your blood into 
a feverish boil.

Just when everything seems lost and your about to give 
up, a sliver of the sun peeks above the wasteland of 
winter.  Spring thaws the frozen tundra below you.  
Hope grows from a single seed and the vine of life 
slowly embraces and entangles your body.  Awaking to 
spring you find yourself floating, supported by the
vines of opportunity.  While stretching your arms you 
playfully find yourself reaching for things you never 
thought you would grasp.  Once again, you feel you 
heart warming.  Your body is new, your mind is new,  
the world is new.