Monday 19 March 2007

Dawn Lee 2F/06

Like poets such as Samuel Taylor Coleridge and William Wordsworth in “Daffodils”, I found comfort, knowledge and joy in just looking at Nature’s beauty. However, in contrast to writing the beauty of nature seen in Nature’s simplicity, colours and perfection, I found the beauty of nature evens a I looked upon barren trees with their leaves fallen to the ground. It reminded me about the two seasons, autumn and winter that usually bring the idea of death and despair. Where else, beauty can found even in death where through death, people weighed down by sicknesses or oppression may be free from their burdens. Many see the idea as somewhat morbid, but I find comfort in knowing that everything happens for a reason, and death ushers in a new season.


In a country without Seasons
They should still be remembered for a reason
A thousand fallen leaves,
Evidence of a passing scene

Autumn before winter
A needed time before renewal
Would bring healing to the soul,
Drenched cold in the snow

Many times the thoughts of death, decay,
And the end of our relay
Brings fear and doubt
For what about
How long we would remain
Or how much we could gain

Remembering that with every passing season
There is a reason
And a soul could find peace,
In a place of release

Dawn Lee (2F/06)

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