When spring pours paradise

The summer sky casts a velvety shadow

And lilacs bloom brightest before dusk,

The spring scents a fragrance of youth

Of young love and its yearning.

I surrender to the calling of the summer sky

Strolling on a lonely road, stretching towards

An uninvited storm

Visiting an innocent summer evening

Winding up fallen leaves in small tornadoes

Sprinkling petrichor early in the streets of March

Among thoughts that sink like the setting sun

Casting flame shaped impressions

Painted across a patch of sky

With the last hint of a fleeting sunset.