Without meaning to lie, they will teach you half-truths: they will tell you love is sweet only in the summers of one’s youth.
They will tell you love is real if, and only if, it survives the harshest winters.
They will tell you love must die like autumn leaves in order to be beautiful. They will tell you “don’t trust spring — because the flowers in the breeze are not worth the threat of rain.” They will tell you these things because they have learned nothing.
At its truest form, love is a study in seasons.
Love is as much the huddle for warmth when the weather is cold, as it is the sweat on your back when it’s time for the sun.
It is afternoon peace, when you welcome the night with its stars and its chill; but it is also bravery, when you’re given the promise of morning but can’t be given the promise of a gentle morning.
Love is magical, love is mystical, and it is whimsical too; you can even ask my crystal ball…
Philippine-born Michelle Navajas, currently residing in Malaysia. Michelle authored the book “After – Rain Skies: A Million Stars” for PWW during their Million Stars campaign.
Graduated with a Master of Education majoring in English in the Philippines, Michelle was a former college professor, teaching literature, speech & oral communication, creative writing, drama, and theatre arts.
Michelle is active in her writing profession and works as a freelance creative writer.
Michelle passionately blogs at www.michnavs.wordpress.com, where you can find her prose and poetry on love, life, motherhood, and her advocacy on abuse and violence.
A published author on Spillwords NYC https://spillwords.com/what-if-snowflakes-dont-fall-in-winter/
Her poem “Again” is published on three platforms, on MEDIUM -an International Writers and Readers Space, AFRICA WRITERS CARAVAN, and at WOMAWORDS LITERARY PRESS.
kindly go check the following links
–https://womawordsliterarypress.home.blog/2020/06/29/imagining-life-after-the-ravaging-virulent-covid-19-pandemic-a-special-journal/
–https://personalitiesofinspiration.wordpress.com/2020/06/29/imagining-life-after-covid-19-a-womawords-june-edition/
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63 thoughts on “Seasons of Love”
lol the soothsayer of love from the love child herself … well said Mich!
Yeah … I’ve got it Mich… !!
… love is every season, and the ones in between
… love is every moonbeam, and the ones in between
… love is every sunrise, and the ones in between
… love is afternoon sea-breeze, and the cool evenings in between
I know these visions of love to be a true call
Because I’ve been and asked your crystal ball…
Oh wow, Mich. I’m in awe of this. This is just beautiful. ♥️
They will tell you love must die like autumn leaves in order to be beautiful. They will tell you “don’t trust spring — because the flowers in the breeze are not worth the threat of rain.”
yes, yes, YES, SweetMich! This is so beautiful and so wise!
There are seasons of love…love in the seasons (of nature and in our seasons of life)…and we should keep love flowing all the time! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂
The love that only lasts a season, the love that shrivels and dies when the wind blows or the rains come, that is not love – it is like and lust both temporary emotions. Love is enduring and lasting and will not only survive hardship but increase in it! A wonderful poem that reveals the truth of true love!
I love this post, so beautiful and perfectly said! Love is indeed beautiful in all forms it takes and everything actually is Love if known to its truth.
totally love this! every line informs me of your precious heart and boundless compassion for creatures big and small. where there is love , there is hope – someone dear to me just said that to me a few days ago and I believe he is right
lol the soothsayer of love from the love child herself … well said Mich!
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awww… thank you kate..
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always a pleasure precious!
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Yeah … I’ve got it Mich… !!
… love is every season, and the ones in between
… love is every moonbeam, and the ones in between
… love is every sunrise, and the ones in between
… love is afternoon sea-breeze, and the cool evenings in between
I know these visions of love to be a true call
Because I’ve been and asked your crystal ball…
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wow… thank you Ivor for adding layer to my piece.. always delighted to see you with your lovely verses here..
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You inspire me Mich with your lovely words 😊💙🌏
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Happy to know that i inspire you Ivor..
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😎🎶🤗🌏
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A beautiful poem and wonderful tribute to love. You’re so right, love is magical and mystical
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thank you so much Sadje..
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You’re welcome 😉
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Oh wow, Mich. I’m in awe of this. This is just beautiful. ♥️
They will tell you love must die like autumn leaves in order to be beautiful. They will tell you “don’t trust spring — because the flowers in the breeze are not worth the threat of rain.”
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thank you Shweta… so glad you like it…thank you always
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Always a pleasure 😃
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The depth of your words is touching. Wonderful write.
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thank you Kritika… so much
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Pleasure 🙂
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yes, yes, YES, SweetMich! This is so beautiful and so wise!
There are seasons of love…love in the seasons (of nature and in our seasons of life)…and we should keep love flowing all the time! 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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thank you Carolyn so much.. i miss your post.. are you on a break or its my WP again?
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I just put up a new post!
Thank you for asking after me. 🙂
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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Love is beautiful in all its seasonal hues…each shade brings out a different emotion, some even causing pain….yet it is magical. Lovely poem Mich!
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Thank you so much Radhika..and thank you for adding your thoughts..
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This is so beautiful and deep ❤️
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Thank you Jude…so much
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Always 🌷
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Lovely words. I really love to read this post🧡. Thanks
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Thank you so much..🙂🙂
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Regardless of seasons, love is eternal. It is always there, season or no season. We just have to hold it in our hearts.
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I agree Zak..thank you you so much..🙂🙂🙂
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Beautiful.
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Thank you..😍
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Your welcome.
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What a beautiful piece, Mich! Love is forever! ❤️ Thank you so much for joining in.
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thank you Eugi..
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You’re welcome, Mich!
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Love is so beautifully portrayed in your lovely and wonderful words, Mich. Loved your poem. Too good.
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aww thank you Kamal..
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You are always welcome dear Mich 🙏😘💖
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Omg, you penned out the feelings so well into words..!
Gracious 💞
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ohhh thank you so much…
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My pleasure 🙂💞
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seasons of love
hate to say
but it died anyways
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Love is magical indeed ❤️Beautiful poem
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it is indeed… thank you
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The love that only lasts a season, the love that shrivels and dies when the wind blows or the rains come, that is not love – it is like and lust both temporary emotions. Love is enduring and lasting and will not only survive hardship but increase in it! A wonderful poem that reveals the truth of true love!
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ahhhh so beautiful Val… thank you so much for adding your lovely verse here…. thank you
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I love this post, so beautiful and perfectly said! Love is indeed beautiful in all forms it takes and everything actually is Love if known to its truth.
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ahhh thank you… your lovely words just added layers and colors into this piece
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Very welcome, My pleasure 🙂
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totally love this! every line informs me of your precious heart and boundless compassion for creatures big and small. where there is love , there is hope – someone dear to me just said that to me a few days ago and I believe he is right
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awww thank you so much Gina…. love is really what the world needs
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Much wisdom here, Mich. Love this one.
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thank you VJ
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My pleasure,Mich!
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Magical love…from the pen of Mich!❤️❤️❤️
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aww.. thank you so much Punam
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You are welcome dear
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Thanks you Eugi
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Very true words, Michelle! Love definitely like the study of the seasons, the circle of life and death.
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yes Kim … that is so true…thank you so much
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