There’s always been a template. From those who have lived before us. The permutations and combinations they’ve trialled and error- ed and come up as a way of life.
Sun and stars also probably live by these rules ( unseen by us here, but etched clearly in their books) as Earth orbits around. The August Sun rises ferociously. He is undeterred by the calmness that Lord Vayu ( Lord of winds according to the Hindu Mythology ) brings in.
Before winter and tranquility set in there’s still a bit of work to be done. Are surprises really welcome amongst these set template?
ants swarm, summer ends,
sun guiding through day and night,
hard worker’s zenith.
Poetry Form :- Haibun( Prose and Haiku)