It is not the first time that this occurs to me, Years pass one by one. Moments come and go, it is time to eat, time to work, time to drink, time to sleep, and it comes back to another day. There are days to work, days to travel, days to feast, days to clean, days to rest. All of that was imprinted already in my head, conscienciouly part of my life.
Endless beginning.
Seasons are the rhythm of our life, our work time, school semesters, vacation, and traditional holidays. They come back with their colours and traditions. Slow rhythms: leaves grow, turn green, then red, and fall; trees dress themselves in spring, insects appear and disappear with the season too. In winter snow comes, snow turns ice, snow melts, snow comes back!
I am rediscovering the seasons. Singapore has very mild seasons. It is always hot and humid, a little bit more or a little bit less, a little more humid and rainy or a little bit more dry and sunny. The plants grow indefinitely, always bigger. And we just forget when things happened as we don’t remember the time of the year…
And here in the cold I realise how incredible it is, how nature can take over so quickly: the plants invade in the tropics, and water freeze and defreeze and refreeze in the cold country… how can we accompany this and live in harmony with these nature cycles?
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