All Seasons Gathered

Verse

Rain hits — a silver drumbeat on the skin of the earth,

Soft snow falls — silent, swirling all around.

Rainbows stretch where sunlight dares to gleam,

A prism born from nature’s waking dream.

Chorus

All seasons gathered, all at once belong,

A storm, a hush, a feathered song.

The sky is telling stories, bold and free,

Of change, of hope, of what’s yet meant to be.

Verse

Birds — so many — painting skies with flight,

Wings like whispers dancing in the light.

The world forgets its rules, its steady pace,

And spins in wonder, wild with grace.

Chorus

All seasons gathered, all at once belong,

A storm, a hush, a feathered song.

The sky is telling stories, bold and free,

Of change, of hope, of what’s yet meant to be.

Bridge

It’s rain and snow,

It’s light and shadow,

It’s chaos and calm —

And it all belongs.

Chorus

All seasons gathered, all at once belong,

A storm, a hush, a feathered song.

The sky is telling stories, bold and free,

Of change, of hope, of what’s yet meant to be.