THE FOUR SEASONS OF LIFE

Have you ever noticed the perfection that exists in nature? Indisputable proof of the harmony that governs Creation! As in a cosmic poem, the Creator rhymes human life with the rhythm of the world.

At birth, spring breaks out in its scents and colours. Everything is a party. The skin is lush. Hair and eyes shine; a smile is easy. Everything reflects hope and joy.

Spring is delicate like children who enchant our eyes with their grace. At that time, everything seems to smile. No worry disturbs the soul.

Youth corresponds to the height of summer — the season of heat and beauty, blessed by occasional rains. The sun warms souls, and promises are renewed.

Young people believe that they can do all things, make revolutions globally, and correct all mistakes.

They bring the soul warmed by enthusiasm. They are passionate, vibrant. Their strong impulses can also be transient, like summer storms.

However, life runs fast. And one day - what a surprise - the beauty of summer is gone.

A look in the mirror shows us wrinkles, the hair that begins to turn white, but it also points to the mind worked towards maturity, the conquest of a complete vision of existence. It's the arrival of autumn.

In this season, the word is abundance. Autumn sends us to a time of reflection and profound beauty. Its inspiring landscapes - of golden leaves and skies of incredible colours - are an excellent example of this moment in our lives.

In the autumn of existence, there is no longer the childlike ingenuity or the unrestrained impetus of youth. Still, there is accumulated wisdom, experience and a great willingness to live each moment, enjoying each second.

Anyway, one day winter arrives — the most unsettling of seasons. Many fears winter as they fear old age. They forget the mysterious beauty of snow-covered landscapes.

Time for reflection, stillness? In part. Winter is also the time for sharing experiences.

Who said old age is sad? It can be warm and happy, like a winter's night in front of the fireplace, in the company of loved ones.

Old age can also be hot chocolate, gentle smiles, quiet reading, generosity with children and grandchildren. Just don't let the cold chill your soul.

Happy will we be if we enjoy the beauty of each season. From spring, we carry spontaneity and joy throughout our lives.

We carry lightness and willpower in summer; autumn, the reflection; winter, the experience is shared with loved ones.

The message of the seasons in our lives goes further. When you think sadly about old age, put that idea away immediately.

Remember that after winter, spring comes again. And it all starts over.

We will also start over. Our trajectory is not limited to the end of winter. There are other lives with new seasons. And all start with the spring of age.

After death, we will resurface on other levels of life. And we will be complete; we will be beautiful. That's enough to love. To love a lot.

To love people, flowers, animals, worlds that turn serene. Finally, to love the Divine Creation. Loving so much that life becomes an eternal spring.