The Progression of the World

The leaves are turning that brilliant, lovely color of yellows and oranges that announce the coming of fall. Soon, the trees will be bare and then white crystals will fall from the sky, coating the world in a layer of white. The intricate crystals will combine to create a white, sparkling lace that has a life and beauty of its own. Winter will come, and by January the bitter cold will chase everyone indoors so that they may sip hot cocoa and curl up by a warm fire with perhaps a book, perhaps a loved one. Then the snow will slowly dissipate, leaving the brown earth uncovered. But then the sun will peak its head out from the clouds, the rain will fall, and life will return to the world. Green will begin to appear again as the leaves regrow, the grass once again regains its luster, and flowers bloom again. Life will begin once more as new lives are born, brought into the world with bright, curious eyes. Young horses will run and jump with their newfound legs, birds will burst from their eggs and immediately start with their lovely, melodic song, young children will look out at the regrowing world with wondrous eyes. Spring will have finally arrived after months of cold, bringing warmth with it so that people venture outdoors again without first putting on layers of warm clothing. As the sun warms the world spring will turn to summer. Children will yell in joy as they run to the lake for a swim long awaited, young loves will revel in each other's company, nature will continue to grow. The green that had appeared only months ago will grow more and more, until all we have around us is a lovely world coated in green. Flowers will reach their potential, their petals spreading and reaching towards the sky in all their miraculous colors. There will be not only green, but also yellow, red, blue, purple, orange; the world will be a menagerie of color. Then, as mother nature continues her progression, leaves will once again signal the beginnings of fall. Children will rake leaves into enormous piles, only to jump and play in them. The world will begin to turn brown again, and then the white crystals will fall, the process continues in a never-ending flow of life.