The tireless wilderness.

Sultry summers rears thawing hearts, broken,
and non-claimed stray wilting pulses, fading.
It makes me think of you, virtuous winter,
Of dispassion and sustenance.
O parched shrinking brook,
Emotions ruled you in the rains,
Ebbing and overflowing you.
Melting men, making mankind humane.
Now you appear indifferent too.
A viscous thin line,
Glinting of inconsequential hope now and then.
The forest you violated,
Filled with sins and desires,
Awoke fresh from the wintery slumber
And had dared to love, sprouting the many fables to be.
It too ran its course dry and now  is burnt and bleached,
Incapable but hardly content.
I wish to be renewed,
Like this tireless wilderness,
Taken, broken and yet reborn.
Like this tune of winter,spring and
Summer, to be played till eternity.
Teach me, take me.