My artist name is Lawrence IV. I write a lot of music in a lot of different styles (whichever feels best to encapsulate an emotion). This song "Seasons" is one I actually wrote in high school, both about my favorite season and the feeling of love.https://open.spotify.com/track/6kuz4frGLn5p3dglfWrEw2?si=nZtf0KLSQxeAPWU22zFWKA

Spring poses a reminderof Summer and life made newThrough refreshing April showersAnd the smell of freshest blooms I am like the seasonsI flow from phase to phaseMuch like the moon with each new faceI'm mindful of cycling days Mother Nature has her wayof letting me inon the secrets of my body& the beauty from within  So much of us is sadly hiddenAs if this blood spilled spells out shameBut...

Summer is coming to a close, and fall is coming in. As with many people, fall is my favorite season. Spring has a wonderful feeling of renewal and revival, a breath of fresh air after winter; fall has that same feeling for me. As trite as it may sound, the trees shedding their leaves make me think of shedding old layers in myself, letting bad habits or unproductive routines detach from my branc...

Today’s a beautiful dayTo have your head up in the clouds,Up on the mountain,Just because of where we are.To breath in a cloud Is of itself a meditative experience.The soft, pillowy envelopment,Protective from the world around you.Oh, to be ardently lost in the clouds.As you observe your breath,You notice how the cloudFlirtatiously runs her fingers along The mountain’s spine as she passes by.H...

There's a tale that is told, Across the land, to the youth. Shrouded in myth, Yet, remains the truth. The Sorcerers of Spring come, When the trees are stripped bare. Granting growth with their songs, As new life fills the air. Then come The Soldiers, Sent on beams from The Sun. Their weapons, light & warmth, dancing. 'Till the rebirth is done. Autumn Assassins sneak, As The Sun starts to du...

We are seasonsEver-changing Sometimes the sun shines longer than it shouldSometimes the rain poursso much that it floodsSometimes leaves falllike golden confettiIn the end all is newAll is alive again Sometimes it takes a whole season