Hi everyone!
I feel like I answered this prompt once, but who knows—maybe my preferences have changed since then.
Actually, I love all the seasons, every single one of them. So, I enjoy summer because of its warmth, fruits, and swimming, and autumn because of its awe-inspiring decadent golden mystery… ❤ All times of the year are charming and have their own enchanting mood and advantages 🙂
Nonetheless, you wanted me to specify, so I picked these two most favorite seasons of mine for you. 🙂
Before answering this prompt, I checked my old poems and photos, so enjoy! (Stoa – Soft Snow/My Dying Bride – The Cruel Taste of Winter).
I wrote this poem about winter, for instance:
I woke up, and I saw: the rain ceased crying, In this gray season when whole nature's dying, So interesting a view: the sun's rays shining, Dissolving gloominess. The awe inside me, My very being is lit up. How can I measure This beauty? Every leaf was turned to treasure Of ancient kings, who thrived in their leisure, And now are long forgotten. The only pleasure That's left is beauty of the sun translucent rays, With frosty shades that paint in many ways This landscape. All reminds me of those days I was in love with Winter: gazed... and praised Her art: the silver sparks of snow, gentle lace On windows, as you know. The shiny coat on branches laid. And me, enchanted, lost in her magic, icy maze, Half-drowned in freezing sea of soft and tender snow. Do you remember me? It’s shame I didn’t know... And that I didn’t paint. Oh, I would show The sorcery of ghostly, charming glow, For those who’d neither seen it nor would follow… Thus, deeply touched by magical sundown My only wish was: please just take me home. © MarvellousNightmare on Coconut Doesn't Exist Some photos:
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Why do I love it so much? I believe it is because the world is represented by a different quality; it is covered in silver and white, it is brilliant and magical. There is a shade of solemn wonder in it. The winter nature is under a fairytale spell—sparkling, shiny, ethereal, otherworldly. As if there is a portal to a different reality opening, waiting for us to navigate and explore the different worlds. And each and every time we have a snowy winter, my heart is full of this anticipation. It has been with me since my childhood days when I believed in and searched for these magic doors and realities.
I’m also bewitched by the winter fires: crackling wood in the fireplace, colorful lights on the Christmas tree, yellow windows shining in the early dusks of winter. This fills me with a wonderful, warm coziness, and of course, I’m mesmerized by this glow and twinkling.
And I’m out of my mind with snow, a glistening, soft blanket covering the sleeping earth, and bare trees, adding a shade of cosmic, starry wonder to them. The delicate stardust spilled over the Earth—so I see it. My husband hates the snow because it is unsafe to drive during this time, but I live for it.
And here comes the spring:
Autumn solemnly came back to reign in its kingdom,
Gilded leaves covered and buried the withering flowers.
Strikingly beautiful, living in sorrow and sinking...
Dreams, constant traps, deathly fears… You're counting hours.
Anticipating the future, you are like frozen,
Previous cycle is finished, the deeds of past will repeat,
No blinks of sun, no more joy, but you have been chosen.
Now you should wait for abduction, for a desperate pit.
Being removed from above, hidden deeply in darkness,
You are not able to breathe, seems, you'll never escape,
Where're you lost, blooming Kore, captured, buried in madness,
You'll become one with this World, step by step, day by day.
But time will pass, Persephone, and the gates will be open,
Ices of Lethe will be melted, new life will begin,
Then, getting rid of all fears and having new hope,
You will awake and exclaim: let’s enjoy the new Spring!
© MarvellousNightmare on Coconut Doesn't Exist
Some photos:
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In truth, I adore spring as well, as it is an enchanting time of the Earth when everything returns to life from this death magic spell (winter). I always feel it so deeply; it affects me emotionally so much that I feel one with nature. I want to run barefoot in forests, gather flowers, and feel like I’m newly born.
I feel pulled to nature and its rhythms then, and this is the time of the year I become a real pagan. I’m just open to the spirit of this undercurrent unity that transcends the Universe.
Another reason may be that I was born in spring.
That is it! I hope I answered this question, so thank you for reading this post!
© MarvellousNightmare on Coconut Doesn’t Exist
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