Phenomena

I walk the road surveying each step,
And deep within me thoughts play.
Buds sleep sound on the lap of the plants
Blossoms dance grasping the pedicels:
As my eye sight strikes this phenomenon,
I remember one thing,
That i easily relate to the life:
Like the flowers,
Like the buds
Like the tender leaves
That disappear in Autumn
Come back in spring
Get matured in summer and
Embrace death in winter,
Our lives too have such phenomena-
Seasonal changes of partners,
season changes of car,
seasonal changes of the feelings
And when winter of life comes,
Embrace death.