AT THE COMMAND OF THE WIND

There is a time for everything.
A reason for everything.

So let loose when great tidings grace thee
And bless the earth with the waters of thy soul when it is time.

For these are just but seasons;
Tides whirling at the command of the winds.

There is a time for everything.
A reason for everything.

So dance while the music (still)play(ing)
A deafening silence(grief)knocks thereafter.