winter, the last season

winter, the last season

1.Spring

There is time to be born. Time to grow up together with trees and plants, wash face with fresh wind and warm sun. There is time to sit down under chestnut tree, smell the meadow nearby and have a good stretch. There is time to fix the fence and let cows to try the grass. There is time to saw the first grain and prepare the field for summer.

There is time to be born. I opened my eyes in Spring and I couldn’t believe what the eyes had been seen. Spring in Einchorn was like the beginning of Creation. Forgotten part of history in the end of the Earth.

2. Summer
There is time to stand up. Run to river and swim. Try the fruits from the orchard. Cut the mature corn. Time to get sweat, and time to get tired. There is time to open all windows and doors in the House. Let the heat to flow into Prussian walls. There is time to take the a breath. There is time to shout and start tractor’s engines. There is time to run barefoot. And sing the summers songs.
There is time to stand up. Time to straighten yourself and look up. Birds are feeding chicks.
There is time to live.

3. Autumn

There is time to harvest. Time to pick the fruits, collect potatoes from fields, prepare the food for animals. There is time to collect leaves from the paths, light the lamps at the evening and resume the summer. There is time to plough the fields and lock animals in sheds. My mother told there was time to make a jams.
There is time to harvest time.

4. There is time to sit down. Light the fireplaces and read the books. Play with snow and ski. Heal the frostbite and drink hot milk with sweat buns. There is time to sing the Carolls and meet Santa Claus. There is time to start new time. There is time to say Good Bye.

There is time to Return.