Notes of Season's Time

On cloudy days, does one conform, as sun sets low and shadows warmth? Moods may change with season’s time, like melodies found on a chime.  Can you hear within the tones, a gentle breeze so softly blown?  The tone is light and crystal clear, a whisper close, a peace so near.

Perfect view when skies are gray. See the notes of golden rays. Colors, bright; vibrant, distinct. Define the shades, name the links.  A beauty, such, we must behold, a radiance, found uncontrolled.  A breath of air, so pure and clean, a freshness that one hopes to glean.

In doleful times, heart’s at peace, for tones of gaiety bring ease. Seasons may depict the mood, ambiance to calm and soothe.  Fragrances that one may wear, sweet aromas in the air. Place a smile upon my face, someone’s frown may be erased.

Flickering lights, rays of gold, a gentle touch my heart unfolds.  What does one hear with season’s time? What melody's found on the chime?  Poise adjusts with season’s time, and often finds a path divine. Sorrow, joy, a world apart, a precious light within the dark.

A pleasant song so sweet and dear.  A woeful song to shed a tear.  One must choose the note that’s played.  What sets the mood for you today?