every day

Watching flowers bloom

After the fist of winter has unclenched

Water turns to mess

Only months later

 Green and red,

Blue white and deep black

Are the energies

That rule the ball here


No mercy but a cycle of flow

This is the light and dark

In equal measures

World of life and every day death.

[image was copied from https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mud_season#/media/File:Mud_season.jpg. thanks.]