Essays, Art and Plays by Dan

🎧 [Effects]
(Wind murmurs through trees. Distant thunder rolls. Rain taps a slow rhythm — steady, alive.)

🌱 [Spring]
I’m that spark in the dark, a green bulb waking slow,
Life explodes when the cold lets go.
Petals pop, bees buzz on cue,
The air smells fresh — like it forgot what it knew.
Roots stretch deep, the sky hums blue
Hope’s got a pulse and all feels new.

🔥 [Summer]
Easy there sis — I see you coming fast,
But I’m the blaze that makes moments last.
Long days, loud rays, sunshine on skin,
Every color turns up — let the tanning begin.
I shine so hard, the shadows melt,
World wide open, no need for a belt.

🍂 [Autumn]
Cool it now — let the fire breathe out slow,
I paint the world in tones and make it glow.
Leaves fall lazy, like poems half-read,
Gold then gone, still remembering what they said.
I’m the quiet truth, the soft rewind,
Wisdom in the wind, change close behind.

❄️ [Winter]
Hush now child — I’m the still that settles deep,
White laid over secrets the seasons keep.
No thunder now, just the whisper of sleep,
Dreams drift low, the dark is steep.
You call it pause — I call it reach,
‘Cause quiet speaks slow, I know how to teach.

🌍 [All Together]
Round we go, passing the mic in time,
Each with a verse, a rhythm, a rhyme.
The world don’t stop — it turns like a page,
Change is the chorus, age after age.

🎧 [Outro — soft rain, fading wind]
(Whispered echo) — “turn of a page… page… page…”

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