From autumn we learn to let go and
during winter we endure and persevere.
From spring the seeds you planted start to grow and flourish,
and in summer we bloom and dance under the clear blue sky
knowing we would start this merry process all over again.
What more can be said of a man
whose words still inspire and captivates the imagination
even after hundreds of years.
He was more than a poet, sage or a thinker
but a human being who infused his soul into everything he touched.
His words have and still shape and molds minds,
and I believe that is something that will never change.