Summer

Summer was strong.
Summer was vibrant.
Its smoldering heat scorched all in its way.
Its ever-burning fire; stronger than any foe.
Summer exuded confidence and warmth.
But Summer was unhappy.
She was too powerful.
She dominated everyone who loved her.
But she did not fret.
Summer must be relentless,
Emotionless.
Summer's fire must never be extinguished.
Summer accepted any challenge.
She accepted her responsibility.
She was the harbinger of truth,
The harbinger of reason.
But most importantly,
She was the mediator of all life.
Summer was strong.
Summer was vibrant.
Its smoldering heat scorched all in its way.
That is, until she met,
Winter.