Thinking more upon the seasons, my thoughts turned to that beautiful song from The Seekers, Turn, Turn, Turn. It is based on a passage from the Tanakh to be found in Chapter 3 of a book of great and ancient wisdom called Ecclesiastes:
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.
a time of war, and a time of peace.
