i fall with the leaves of autumn

i fall with the leaves of autumn,
my spirit withers and dries,
i take into myself
the waters of light,
and sugars to outlast the night,

i die with the frost in winter,
and weary of life so raw,
that the light of my days
falls to piteous rays,
and my prospects so laughably small.

i rise with the sap of the springtime,
and warm with her sweet, sweet face,
and welcome the days
of her loving embrace,
and want for nothing, no thing, more.

i run through the fields of summer,
and the sunshine my shoulders it burns,
i run through the grain
and can’t remember my pain,
now that in summer fields we love.

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