The Season Change

Wondering lugubriously, Why did God make seasons? Was is to white out my pockets; buying new clothes? Wanting a change; obliviating the former.

I wonder why there's an autumn Is there really a need for such a vapid change? Instills within me, a thought so deep Incites me to ponder.

But now, after an aeon, I get it Befuddlement has an eventual end Buffoon me! I doubted Him, He who Brings a spring after every autumn.

Written thoughtfully, Read meticulously to find the core meaning Credited to Master Tanishk Gupta