Ode to Seasons - Trophallaxy

Once upon a dead time there was a home sweet home

In the land always fine stood my sun and my throne

But one day came the storm, my haven then was lost

Turned into a pale form, leaving nothing but vain dust

Wandering in the maze of every me’s future

Telling me it’s just a phase, 'can't go any further

No more physical ties, no door in front of me

I am trapped in my mind, will I ever be set free?

Yet all the world to be seen…

Seasons passing by and still one thing is for sure

There is nothing that is acquired forever

The leaves of your tree will always end up falling

It is yours to know that the cycle is spinning

Flowers were forgotten, tracks were lost in the snow

Memories now silent, at the end of my rope

Yet no regret to hound, dark days can be allies

If you’re not on the ground, you’re not able to rise

Roots of creation are pain…

Seasons passing by and still one thing is for sure

There is nothing that is acquired forever

The leaves of your tree will always end up falling

It is yours to know that the cycle is spinning

Look up and start the harvest…

Dawn lights the sky, the first signs of a brand new day

Closing my eyes to decide which way I will take

My home will be where my feet and fate carry me

There is no way to avoid seasons' symphony