Delightful Dance

Whence and whither... to and fro
Fall and Winter... leaves and snow
Flowers bloom... flowers fade
Harvest's boom will soon decay
Dawn of morning... dusk of night
Sun once soaring... out of sight
And yet the moon will still reflect
The rays our eyes may not detect
Now once again the sun will rise
For life will live and death will die
Graceful glimpses in each glance
Revealing this Delightful Dance