Human life is like the seasons: Spring is like the childhood. It is the time to grow, develop roots, and experience the warmth of the sun and taste the soothing and thirst-quenching rain.
Summer is like the period of being a youth. A person will grow stronger. His roots will sink deeper into the ground. There may be heavy winds and torrential rain, but he will stand firm if he has strong and deep roots.
Fall resembles middle age, with fruit and brilliant foliage. As some trees bear an abundance of fruit while others do not, a person who was nurtured well in childhood and developed strength and deep roots during his youth will be rewarded for his accomplishments, and will be admired and respected by people around him.
In late fall leaves start to fall, like a man losing his hair. Branches will lose their suppleness. Bark will become harder.
Winter is like the old age, without leaves to be protected from the cold of the winter and without suppleness to bend with the wind. A person waits for God to call his name to come Home.
Seasons come and go in cycles, year after year. But the human seasons have only one cycle. A person is born once and dies once.