Poetry list

the seasons

circle or progress
they’re never the same
but follow a pattern
yet vary or disappear
over our globe

do they make us
count the passing of time
or mark the importance of life
mood and meaning
movement and similitude
reassuring and perplexing
where are we going

which is the first
the springing or the fading
the apogee or the stasis
high noon or deep death
and never do they stop and cease

but bear us along
to where
we are nurtured and buffeted
inspired and brought down
through the ever–changing

I seek but for what
I am met but can I see
the energy alone is not
the truth
or the way
or the life

© Neil Thompson 2022