s p r i n g, s u m m e r, f a l l, w i n t e r

Flowers.

They just started to bloom.

They are already shining, with all the beauty.

And now they are falling.

And freezing to death.

Birds.

They just started to sing.

They are already soaring to the top of the sky.

And now they are getting scared.

And disappeared.

Birth.

Will.

Fear.

Destruction.