Changing Seasons

The pic is not mine, no copyright on that haha. The writing however, is mine.

It's true what they say; all ends with beginning. 

Soon the leaves will start falling from the trees. 

The sun will set and the darkness will take over.

How come I find so much beauty, in the dying nature?

Perhaps because I know, that it'll all bloom up, come spring.

The light will slowly come back, and nature will be revived. 

Nature will be back, with tenfold it's former beauty.

How come I find so much beauty in darkness? Perhaps because for one to appreciate the light, one needs to know darkness.

Author's Note

This is still a rough draft. I would appreciate any improvements and feedback greatly, as I strive to improve my writing.