Seasons Change

green leaves, gray, but
when do they change? and for Whom
are they within, or without?
i heard the ripple 
of Soft Whispers
Wind on the Water.

and my life, seasons unknown
i wrote it down, 
Burned it up.
now I lost the Word 
when do i change? and for Whom? 
is that winter? 
Or the last breath of Spring

the book I read
pages and words
Burned into memory, love
lost to thought, and time, and
still useless.

When do the seasons change? 
fortune, Spring, the Sloth of summer
mingles with the decay of Autumn
and winter's eternal slumber.