Moments and times,
Seasons that weave through the fabric of faith,
Hope, strength, and courage they entwine,
Beauty blooms in the corridors of time.
Elegance in the wisdom of what they impart,
Each season, a pulse, a different energy,
A fresh intention, a new start,
Yet all are beautiful,
Flourishing in ways that captivate,
Honoring the ebb and flow of life,
Leaving meaning in their wake.
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