Nowadays, kindness is perceived as a sign of vulnerability when in truth is a noble character of strength. I observed a child’s mind, developing in its mastery of its own characteristics and wonders, and it ability to cause a stern heart to tickle into laughter. Truly the beauty of living is living with an innocence child that needs you as much as you need them as they linger to life. Even in my youth I often questioned the purpose of life and when spring comes, my fragile spirit flourishes like the Garden of Eden which symbolizes growth. I died each winter and became renew each spring. I am a beautiful red rose in the sizzling summer and at the transition of fall its stem begins to wither. The cycle of this seasons is repetitive and Mother Earth will always be either neutral or ferocious through it existence and will only create a change in us. I come to understand that humility unites us and pride divides us. And sometime in life's humor, a dupe attained wisdom at the end. This is just my random thinking.