Nature has stringent rules. One of them is the cycle of seasons. The order in which seasons come and go is sacroscant. No two seasons are similar and every season has a time.
Think if there were only one season. How monotonous life would have been? Seasons maintain the momentum in life and nature. Whether it is Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter- each season carries a different emotion.
Whatever season it is. There is always a new song. The beauty is that the old song does not die, it exists with the rivers, the mountains, the air, the ocean, and with the season itself. So will it exist as I am alive and so will it exist, as I die.
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