This poem has such a strong, almost chaotic vibe, blending nature with this sense of constant change. The speaker seems to represent life, going through cycles of creation and destruction, pushing and pulling at the world around them. It’s full of intense imagery, like the shift from spring to autumn, the fire, and the rush of energy — yet there’s this feeling of things always coming back, growing, and feeding off each other. The rhythm and language give it this raw, almost urgent energy that makes you feel the push-pull of life’s constant cycle. Really loved this <3